The Journey

Many times in my life,
I gave up and pretended
that my destiny was dead.
I gave in, to sorrow and the darkness
dreams were just a sentimental feeling
that I was running away from
I embark my self to a new journey
full of desireless hopes and disilusions,
As I turn away from pain
I felt into your arms
I walked away, I knew there was no hope
how was I to know, that this time
were I created no us, no dreams
no secret crushes was for real.
That you were the one, that was here
ready to remind me that love exist
Till now I can feel
the touch of your hand
holding on so tight