It's that time of the night again.
The birds sing our tune but you're not here with me.
Were you ever there?
My eyes turned blind for you and your eyes were windows.
I thought together we could be something.
The constant reminder of nothing played in my mind and whenever I believed, I was chucked back into reality.
Your whispers make my knees weak and my lips tremble but no, don't think of it like that. It's just flirting. You don't love me and you won't ever.
But just remember, I'll fall for you, continuously.
But you'll stamp on me, continuously.
