Only the Future Knows
If only words can unravel itself
If the river can find its history
And the book can solve its own mystery
Maybe, just maybe... we'll be out of the shelf
No more disquieted state
Silently asking what's our fate
Or spend the nights thinking if we'll be 'almost'
Just because at this moment, we're both lost
If we know how to say the words
Will you say it?
If I send you the poems I wrote,
Show you the roses I've kept
And make you listen to the songs that reminds me of you
How would you feel?
If I finally say the words
Will you utter the same?