Can I Call You Mine?
My bestie…
…Behold, times with you is glee
We play, we laugh, we stray.
Neither tradition nor laws are we bound.
Silly things, we do, the child innocence in us.
Off course that’s ordinary
Besties, everyone has one. But
To him you’ll belong someday,
To her I‘ll belong someday,
I won’t be he who you can’t live without
Nor he with whom you’ll hangout,
Or walk along the bay downtown,
And hold your hands freely.
So we’re to part ways with all the memories.
Between dreams and reality is just a blink.
I wish I could put my dreams into ink
Or send you an invitation into it
Then you’ll see what I meant to say
We make our tomorrow, should we
Take our dreams, our reality.
Destinies are not bought but made.
Forget about the circumstances of our birth
Or fear or failure. Whoever thought
Bread and Butter
would be the world’s famous better.
Now let me tell you why our path keep crossing;
Love, the feeling that brew in our very breath
And so long as it remains
So shall our paths remain.
If all I feel is right,
And our dreams make it bright,
then
Can I call you mine?