Wasting

Would you ever say

What a wasted life it’d be

If I just lay down here

Underneath this blossoming tree

Counting all the stars

Chancing to fall past

Holding me spellbound

Would it ever last?

And you’d truly question

How much I’d want to stay

Unbothered here with you

Until the break of day

a/n: How could it be that someone so important to you, can’t comprehend what it is you feel. How sad it all is.