sometimes when you think about it, why are we so afraid of rejection? is it because of what it does to our esteem, our pride? sigh. she has a right to know, and you ought to tell her. if only she knew you feel this way for her /: sigh. don't give up. i mean, since i can't tag you i shall tell you what i want to say here. "love may not make the world go round, but it sure makes the trip worthwhile. so go get her! :D you have to make the move. probably she isn't even aware of your whole philosophy, how it can all work out. you have to let her know. it'd be a pity to see this die /: 'cause i think you really care."
i still don't get the whole airport thing actually /: but all i know is that you should wait for her. unless you tell me this is another one. the queen's been given up. 'cause if it were the queen, i thought you had made it clear. all that mattered was
strange as it is, these things we feel. so is it real? or are they all just misconceptions? could it be that we're reading into the wrong lines? or perhaps i'm just making my heart feel what i want it to? ahh, so many questions that have no answers.
the sky glows,
i see it shining when my eyes close.
i hear your warnings but we both know;
i'm gonna look at it again.
don't wait, don't wait,
the road is now a sudden sea;
and suddenly you're
to lay your armour down,
you get one look,
i'll show you something that the knife took.
a bit too early for my own good;
now let's not talk about it again.
don't wait, don't wait,
the road is now a sudden sea;
and suddenly you're
to lay your armour down,
don't wait, don't wait,
the lights will flash and
the days will pass you by;
don't wait,
to lay your armour down-
the signal is subtle.