Oh well...

She coming over soon
at least that's what she's told me
It's been the story for a week now
And still she's yet to hold me

But i keep holding on despite what's really real
Guess I'm just committed to beliveing what I feel

which is subscribing to a fantasy
or living in a dream
hoping one day real soon
that life wont be what it seems

I'm trying to slow down this beating of my heart
because it doesn't understand how to tell the two apart

and then my phone rings
and its her apologizing
i tell her its ok but
my hurt's not minimizing

i crack a smile and then i shed a tear behind my laughter
to masks the utter anguish of my relationship in disaster

holding on to the belief
that things maybe someday change
but today i walk with God
though its good, its still kinda strange

oh well...