chapter one : procrastinate
Is this the dream, the way it was, or the way it was meant to be?... two things so far out of reach, both a reality, both a dream.. piece by piece assembled in full view, but not for me and not for you.I don't know what to do. Reaching out, i missed you somehow, not now, not ever, forever and a day.. it won't go away, I trusted you, i wont forget you...we seem the same a lot, and even though we're not, i'm catching fairy clocks....i'm always falling down, onto the ground, where it's safe and sound, I still don't catch a thing, when I was queen and you were king, once you said to me, can't you see? that's not the way it's meant to be.
where i came from...
