A Slash Of A Story

A Slash Of A Story

What if I'll never be able to love you

What if I'll never be able to care

What if it's all I've got to give

Now, then, here or there

And, if I'd be never apt

And, although you do deserve

What if I could not help it, or stop

Would further nerve and do unnerve

What if I keep irritating you, intimidating

What if all this childishness is all there is

Just always the best or the worst as

Good as any interest emphasis

Would you forsake me if I'd quit

Or ignore me like the other 'agains'

What if the music ends before the song

Will reach the best sound it probably cans

Would you listen to it right until the end

Whereas the acoustic seems miserable

Would you pay attention to details

When the impression is sizable

Rather, take those little extras

As opposed to some comings down

Rather osculate welcome each every one

Of them, before Santa again comes to town

I know, now, I am no good expressing my best

I know, now, I'm no great without special care

I know, now, I am not what you want or woo

Such the reasonable, reliable risk to dare

You are all right. I understand. 

Not so fain. But, okay, some well.

Yes, I'm mere or more a mystery

And, yet a boring story to tell.

HC_Thiesgen

March 15th, 2018

04:49 PM (GMT+)