When I first met you,
a certain melody struck my curiosity.
Although I know I should no pursue.
But like a good music I am drawn to the
beat.
Playing a new genre, one that unheard of.
Pulling me from the reality,
into lala land.
In a state of ecstasy.
The mind says no yet,
I let the rhythm lead the way.
The melody draws my interest,
the lyric captures my attention.
The story unleashed,
with a verse of struggling headstrong little
girl,
bearing the weight of her world.
With a shield that’s never
belonging,
and broken smile upon her face.
tho a small ray of sunshine upon her life,
yet the song is playing a certain uplifting
rhythm
Come in to the chorus where the reality
kicks in.
What was borrowed needs to be return.
For if it’s meant to be, it will be.
The girl wonder and searching for her
forever.
Someone to call her own,
who will always be there and to cherish and
to hold,
till death do they part.
What doesn’t kill you will only make you
stronger
Which is what becoming of her, becoming stronger
and wiser
Scars over her heart but her minds clearer
With each step firmer than before, the song
ending with a tougher rhythm,
Even if the chorus were to recur, it won’t
break down
and repeat until the heart find its forever
home.
~Hananomae~
10/12/2018
