I am such a weirdo huh.
I mean how possible can fire sparkles without friction.
The secret crush of me, on you, goes the same.
I dont even know you. The four words remain the only conversation of us. I mean the verbal one. I dont get to meet you. Not even once.
For no reason, I fall. Deeply. Unwittingly.
I know the math. The possibility is slender. Oh oh sorrry, is zero. How good if the zero here means something. You know, like the zero in the temperature, seems like reaching the end, but has yet to.
If only.
Reality is cruelty. The amount of effort you put doesnt always equate the amout of success. Umm, math just doesnt really make sense this way.
Aint it?
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