I finally see
I waited too long
I fell in love with a girl who will never love me back
At least not again, not again
But the possibility of the greatness we could have created is something you never doubted
If you can smell it you can inhale it
And let the flow through your circulatory
And tell a story of how a bu*terfly scent was sent from me to you
Then I'm reminded of the times I gave you bu*terflies in your stomach
But I realized the times have changed along with your appetite
I realized just how much I want it
But it doesn't matter cuz you're haunted
By memories of your past endeavors with dishonesties
And honestly
I see your mind is focused on psychology
Undoubtedly the reason I respect you
Put your pa**ion over the possibility of pa**ion with another man
Guess I'll have to come up with another plan
Cuz going with the flow led me to fall in love with a dove who sits still as the waters spilled
Seems like we let go of the ones we love the most
We try our best to hold em close
But sometimes the birds must spread their wings and fly to really love life
And in turn we sacrifice a love life
Bittersweet sentiments when doves cry
Never will I know how much I would have hated or loved to be yours
But for now I sit and wonder
What it coulda been
Pretty