Author: Alexander Tucker
Restoration, what comes to the mind is the story of renewal Unfortunate, because I can’t seem to bring my mind to remove her We build up a connection, tell each other we’ll never give up on each other But when the time comes, we both knew it was a play of love Dedication is the tools we thought we knew, but that was before we both became tools This story is the story of love and the same story of love you’ve heard a million times before What a tragedy, what a romance, what a perfect ending that never comes. Yeah, I’ve heard it time and time again, but will I learn too late? Focus on your own heart, build yourself up, and stop having withdrawals Those messages won’t come again, and your desperation is a red stop sign to your life Break free before it’s too late, or lose the chances of the future and the love that matters Am I strong enough to focus on the heart of my own, or will I keep trying to hand it to another person? Nature gives us bodies intended to procreate when the drives kick in, but nature never intended the impact of civilization. They tell me I’m too young, but they quiet down when I ask when they’ve had a girlfriend. Yeah, that’s right, your mind is too immature, but that never stopped you from losing your innocence. Did it?