'I sit here contemplating
thinking back, commiserating
about how we met, it was titillating
the thrill of questioning, probing, mentally eviscerating
i know you found it quite irritating
but how could i stop it was so captivating
there were actually times when you'd be reciprocating
having opinions and stories, replying, engaging, deliberating
those times are the most memorable, the most liberating
I tried to woo you, being charming, sweet and foolishly serenading
but you'd never consider the possibility of ever dating
I have never found anyone so achingly challenging, so expostulating
game or not! i'll make you mine, i was too cocky and calculating
but i lost the game and couldnt stop my feelings from accumulating
resulted in constant bickering and speculating, manipulating and postulating
the whole relationship was constantly up and down, adulating and aggravating
so many times i thought about leaving, then changing my mind and procrastinating
so many times i've apologised, so many times its emasculating
but i can never let you go, the pain is mutilating
who knew that love would be so debilitating.'
-mh
hmm, contemplation
thinking about it,
when you break it into small bits
you get "con"- in which we kinda associate with convict and hence fear
and "temp"in which its like a desire
so perhaps when we contemplate, really, all we wanna do is something, but have the fear that the other choice was better
=)
lil ms chatterbox
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