A Long Walk
I’m in love, but its foggy
I walk down a one way street
She’s omnipresent in my heart and thoughts
I’m in love, but I doubt
How can a woman like her, love me?
The future holds the answer
Until then, I’ll walk down this metaphoric one way street
2 my front row seat
“I sometimes think that people’s hearts are like deep wells. Nobody knows what’s at the bottom. All you can do is imagine by what comes floating to the surface every once in a while.”
