Faded
I'm running out of time, it's over three years now. Your ghost keeps haunting me every time we collide. The wound turn fresh all over again. I regret carrying this burden all alone. You deserved to know what I felt about you from the first time we met. Now I have to bear seeing you in another man's arms. Those brown eyes, pretty face red hair, your lovely voice melted my heart.
All this I lost at my sight. My fears cost me you. Every single day I go through our previous chats, holding onto memories that are now your past. Now I'm nothing but an injured soldier, lost a war at the expense of my fears. Just waiting for the time he would fuck up and you say you are hurt. I would hold you in my arms and take my chance, because you made me to know how it feels to love. You caught my attention and I sought to end my search.
Tik tok my time is up. Hope fate brings you back to me because if wishes were horses then I would ride one.



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