See people say that when you find love

that love everyone been searching for

everything will change you,

you seem to find everything you’ll ever need

and things you, things you thought could never be

you’ll find yourself holding on to every memory

every single memory you ever had with them

you will forever be complete

but you have to tell me why (oh why)

everyone seems to say…

that I am old enough to be here

be here, here with you (right now)

but I’m really not

you heard them all say what they believe to be true

their truth you ask me

their truth

like if nothing was wrong

as if no one ever said anything

as if you never heard what they said

so I’ll tell what they’ said

how they think

who they believe is wrong

what they hold to be true

they all think I will forget you like the dust

that has left our road clear to leave and return

just as quickly as we left

see people say that when you find that love everyone been

searching for that will change you,

you seem to find everything you’ll ever need

don’t be afraid of what is here

we  already lost the game and it’s all too clear now,

forget what is and remember what can be

because

so many times you lose the one

who you where to love forever

you find yourself holding on to every memory

every single memory you ever had

now tell me if you remember

that day that we first spoke,

alone. you just thought of me as cute

people say that I know nothing of what I felt

but I knew exactly what I felt

you just never took the time to stop

and see what I was feeling because you were to

caught up listening to the things people would say

that you never heard but you know that they spoke

so you will forever be complete?

I heard so many times that what

love should be is what it is, but nothing

seems to be what it was to be for

us but the only thing that’s holding back, is you

you, what are you afraid of?

Where does this fear come from?

I don’t know the answer so tell me

show me, because I need to understand

And even if I don’t, let me know

I’m lost but is true

and so many times I was told that it

is bad to reminisce about our past,

all I hear now (now, then, tomorrow, forever)

is you turn seventeen you will be

way to good for this to long of a wait

then, you find yourself holding on to every

memory you ever had with

holding on to it forever

incomplete