Why am I waiting for moments like these?
The pouring rain and the sound of the late-night taxis backing up in my parking.
Loud music booming from their jukebox,
And me here like a foolish fool.
Rushing towards the window pulling the curtains
Each time, waiting on you!
How bizarre…
There are a few people who appreciate you,
And enjoy your time and take the time to make time for you,
There are a few people who use you,
Distress the heart from the mind,
and take their time to use you for the moment,
There are a few people who try to love you,
Genuine or not, they plan to stick by you.
until it’s time for you or them to make one last mistake,
And there are a few people who want to know you,
but they simply cannot even try due to reasons.
So, they choose to love you in silence from afar…
I’ve met so many people with so many intentions…
Sometimes my brain and my heart can’t decide.
All the plans we made for two.
And yet here I am wondering...
Which one of you will actually show up!
