it's late into the night
she should be sleeping
but all she have are thoughts of him
she can't help it and wish for very much otherwise
a constant reminder telling her not to fall
but well she did without any aid
now she's stuck and cannot climb out
of the pit that's so deeply concaved
in her mind she ponders so much
about all the words that have been said
how much truth does each sentence carries
how sincere does each expression represents
how genuine is him to her
she is upset and he might be too
the one up there is playing a game

well life is a game and you gotta play by its rule
a simple question welded in the head
when has it become so tough for it used to be so easy?
the complexity plies up as one ages
make things uncomplicated as it was meant to be
falling in love should be made easy...