
The Game
My heart is drawn to you today
In a passionate way, that becomes hurtful, when you say
I’m busy, I’m tired, or that other excuse,
but hey, my emotions are mine, my burden to lose
To think of me, standing in my shoes,
it’s not yours to care
Wanting your presence, being sad or simply bored,
it’s just not yours to bear
I know…
I’m a grown up man, have a beard and all
But the child inside is still scared to call…
… you!
My laughing ally, fellow cheerful soul
When boredom, troubles knock on our doors,
we come together, and bring life back under control
Busy days and tired nights,
they all come through
It’s all so much easier really,
when I share things with you
So come back with me,
let us play the game you tell
It’s your favourite one,
one I never played well
I thought for hours now, what should I do
I don’t want to be stupid, trying too much too
Did I do something wrong,
Is this all annoying you?
I got into overthinking,
but honestly, I have no clue
Somehow empty inside,
I drop the screen from my hand
In this silly internal battle,
again defeated I stand
Though I miss you so much,
your number I can’t call,
But tomorrow is a new day
hoping this isn’t our fall
Though I want you much,
I’ll keep the hope alive
And if you come with a new day,
I won’t ask today’s why
Today I couldn’t call cause… whatever,
strange of me, I know
I will forget all these confusions next time I see you smile,
and hear your voice saying a simple hello