Maybe this wasn’t what I planned
Wasn’t what I had in mind
You write your own future
You can’t rewrite your past
I keep all your photographs in a box
Shut up and sealed with tape
Your letters line the walls of my room
I can’t escape your words
Haunting, like the memory of your smile
The first time we met
Maybe this wasn’t what I planned
Can’t play with fire, toy with fate
Swap signs, I turned left at the crossroads
Should have taken a right…
Lost and wandering clichéd paths
And so my heart stopped beating
When our eyes stopped colliding
You may not be exquisitely handsome
But you were to me
Stare,
Stare at me forever
I’d love to see you when you’re old
Never tire of that smile
Maybe this wasn’t what I planned
The realisation hits so hard sometimes
All I can do is put my head in my knees
Suffocate in the dark
Until your thoughts pull me out again
Sometimes in the mornings I pretend
I’ll see you today
You’d pick me up again
Twirling round, round and round
Constant spinning helps settle my head
Since you let go of my hand…
This wasn’t what I planned
To be able to remember exactly how it felt
To have your lips whisper my name
I can still feel your skin on mine
The waters so hot to burn the pain away
Hell, I still I love you