Pride

Like sand threw an hour glass... a place in the back of my mind would always
estimate how long this would last...After all, all good things do come to past...


Pride has always been my downfall, but never did I intend to make it
one during my present days with her...while questioning this phrase of her..


Drained from every gaze of her... sound bites of her voice plays music in the form of riddles in my head, causing illusions of Us in my mind...

Too weak to fight back, unfocused and off the right track...cause time doesn't give me energy back...


Our Chemistry lack real conversation, avoiding complication of where
we really stand...

Right here in the mist of all this sand , I call Time's play land...but pride
won't let me see past the glass to make her my future...

And I don't want it too! Cause in fact I do have a clue of what I want from you...
and what you Want from me is all the more reason of why We can't be...

With apologizes to "Pride " for making it the bad guy when it was Lust ! causing
me to question my hearts trust.

WE aren't meant to become an US..*