"The clock goes tick tock tick tock
and for two months we didn't even talk
my lips seems to be chained and locked
I couldn't seem to find the key to open up the lock

maybe it's fate that the key was lost
this a just a pit stop where our lives have crossed"
Wow, these lines were great metaphors! They really describe the situation well. 5/5

Sometimes paths cross and we catch a glimpse of what could be. If it is truly so then you will have that person in you life for all times, but it has to happen naturally. Fate cannot be forced.
Lovely poem, I enjoyed it:)

Hugs,

5/5 Ingrid

What a nice poem. it hurts though, doesnt it, when you just can't find the words to say to someone?

your face depicts an endless beauty

^^ Wow.. amazing line.

great poem :)