Just a small coincidence,
We found each other there,
No tragedy was upon us,
A natural thing, in that place.
Talked for most evenings,
Seemed like we both cared,
Feelings spelt on paper,
Discovering their own belief.
Feeling free, it's killing me,
Putting down the pen,
I don't want to make this happen,
It seemed so right back then.
Thinking desperately to save you all,
Wondering what will become
Making me stop loving you,
That day will never come.
Tried to stop ourselves from falling,
But falling just felt beautiful,
Soaring through the clouds,
We know we both cared.
Feeling free, it's helping me,
I'll never put down the pen.
I'll never make it happen.
So just tell me when.
We'll disappear together.
Find us somewhere new.
Just because you don't like us,
Doesn't mean love is through.
I don't know if I can call you and tell you I care,
But caring doesn't matter,
Because this is my final prayer.
