How some people ain’t lucky but still hopeful!

when i close my eyes
i feel you near to me
then in my mind i raise my hand
raise my hand to feel your touch
it is then i realise how far apart we are
tears roll down my eyes ,
when every night i see this sight
but then i say to myself
i am the creator of my own wretched plight.

i have to move on i know
but then why can i not!
i have everything clear in my head now
but everytime i set my eyes on a spellbounding lass
you are back to cloud my heart and head.

i say to myself again and again
she aint the most beautiful!
she is with someone else!
do not wait for time waits for none!
but for this strange hope!
this ever lasting strange hope.


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