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Joe Brooks  :  My Heart Will Wait
Timeline  :  21 and 23 February 2017

“I’ll wait, I’ve waited before haven’t I?”
“Bye, Mr Sugden.” 

I whisper goodbye, I swear it’s not for the last time
I know it’s not easy
This could never be easy
Five-thousand miles with traffic of you in my mind
There’ll be pain, there’ll be glory
Girl you don’t need to worry
Cause my heart will wait

My heart will wait for you
My heart will wait
My heart’s gonna wait for you, always

I hear your tears, they’re falling down through these eyes
Pouring out just to reach me
Calling out for some meaning
With all those times we sat and dreamed of life
Oh how the future it could be
The flawless drawings of beauty
So don’t give up, girl, don’t give in
Don’t stop, believing in me
This is just the beginning

Cause my heart will wait
My heart will wait for you
My heart will wait
My hearts gonna wait for you, always

My heart will wait Oooh
My heart will wait for you, wait for you
My heart will wait for you always
Cause my heart will wait for you
It’s gonna wait for you (x2)
My heart will wait for you
It’s gonna wait for you always
It’s gonna wait for you (x4)
My heart will wait until I will be with you

I whisper goodbye, I swear it’s not for the last time
I know it’s not easy
It’s not meant to be easy

Monday 8:27am
I woke up with you on my mind.
You called me babe last night —
my heart is still pounding.

Tuesday 10:53pm
Today I realized we won’t work.
What we are is hurting her.
And I think she matters more to me than you do.

Wednesday 11:52pm
I broke things off with you today.
She barely said a word.
I’ve never regretted anything more than this.

Thursday 4:03pm
I shouldn’t have sent that message.
You shouldn’t have been so okay with receiving it.

Friday 9:57pm
I almost messaged you today.
I didn’t.

Saturday 8:49pm
I’m walking around town in search of alcohol.
They say that liquor numbs the pain of having a broken heart.
I want to put that to the test.

Sunday 2:32am
I heard you texted a girl you’ve never spoken to before.
I wonder if it’s because you’re trying to replace me.
I can’t help but wish you weren’t.
I thought I was irreplaceable.

—  a week with you on my mind, c.j.n.
Move on, leave, run away, escape this place… but don’t forget about me, about us, about this town. Always remember where you come from so you can appreciate how far you’ve come.
—  c.j.n.