Nearly a month passed by
and I've forgot the warmth
from being under you
and wrapped in your arms.
Only another failing relationship
even if so unofficial
leads me back to my bed
drowning in familiar music.
Probably another year until
I forget these feelings
of a fake security
I learned to really love.
And who knows when
I'll be okay again.
And who knows where
the right guy
I'm destined to be with is.
Nearly in my grasp?
Only miles away?
Probably not who I wish
it would be right now.
