Complicated

Choosing the world only to discover it has no end.
Choosing you over the world only to discover my love you don’t comprehend.
Chatting with you leaving the world unread but my dear heart you can’t mend.

Why is it complicated?
Even if I got it all calculated
Still what we feel for each other cannot be cultivated.

I’m afraid, so afraid that at the end of it all, what we have; the passion, affection and adoration
Will culminate into nothing
I’m daunted, so petrified that at the nib of it all, my indignation and obsession to make this work
Will not only edge to me failing you but also losing myself.

I know I can be plaintive
And sometimes distortive
But I promise you I only got good motive.

My efforts are bent toward finding a truer, more complex rationale for your actions sometimes
Sometimes you are here with me but you are really somewhere else, maybe feeling so alone sometimes
Sometimes I eat my heart out wishing that someday you will open up to me n let me in.

Let me in, let me show you my sentiment
Let me in, let me guide you through your excitement

Owing the fact that I got adoration to give,
I can show you things obscured,
Merriness beyond measure
And love with no limits

Notwithstanding the fact, the obvious that still remains,
I don’t have the power to make you do what I desire.
Your balls is in your court now, what I’m trying to say is that it’s all up to you.

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