Deja vu

 

So many thoughts were occupied

And all of them haunting my mind

So many pages written, never seen.

Something still came up in the Sun

My adoration's just begun

So many mornings, nights and in between.

Emotions seem so volatile

Deja vu of you being mine

So many dreams to catch up on, it seems.

Now do I want to let you go?

My friends saying "I told you so"

Too many signs to follow, it begins.