Deep down, in real life .... it isn't so real

[this is all happening in an hypothetical world]

Sometimes I just wish that everything could be like it's meant to be.

He is there, you are here, just a few miles away

But your mind are so close and your heart are still trying to go the distance.

The world knows that the only place you should be in his arms and the world knows that the only country you should live in is his heart.

But in real life it doesn't happen like this.

In real life it is not that easy.

In real life is, isn't always meant to be; and perfection is rare.

In your mind you still talk to him, in your mind you're still with him.

Perfectly tangled up together, as if nothing in the world could ever separate you.

Because in your mind everything can be perfect.

And you try to tell him how you feel.

Try to tell him how it is in your head, how you are perfect together.

You try to feel what you're suppose to feel, what the world tells you to feel.

But deep down you know, real life is more complicated than this.

Deep down you know that you cannot make yourself feel what you do not feel, what you want to feel.

You know that every feeling of attraction are not synonym. to love.

That love can be felt with no lust and that this love is as true as any other kind you've felt before.

You think love but you say lust, because love is real, love is true and love doesn't have its place in your head.

There's a million things you've said to yourself,

There's a millions things you wrote in your books,

But deep down you know that in real life, every thoughts, every feeling isn't worth a thing if is is not expressed.

In real life, it is always better to say too much than never to say what you need to say again.

[ because Yellowcard says it all ]

A life in love,
A picture of,
A place I'm nowhere near.
A bleeding heart,
A good head start,
To anywhere but here.
Just let me out,
Please let me out,
Before I turn into a box of things,
Reminding me,
How much I'm missing out, (I am missing you.)

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