white string’s

i can’t stop thinking. again.

thinking it was not fate that made us collide,
but it was me working hard to change my orbit.

circling you. as centre.

loving a person i can’t love now. and then.
it was the fate that i can’t bend.

game on. after it was over. again.

i am playing the losing game.
you are always on the upper wind
you got me hanging…
i am swinging
every time i hear your name.

you carved mine iron heart
let it beat until it tore apart
you got me thrown like a dart
it was my soul i failed to guard

i am always thinking. been thinking this way.
always.

you taught me loneliness.
in solitude and in sadness.
some ways i manage to submerge
or drown
before my heart merge.

alone.