Genevieve

Genevieve
I’m sorry that I made you wanna leave
I overshare autobiographies
I barely knew you but I’m on my knees
Genevieve
You were the only one that got to me
When I could hardly get my heart to beat
You were the perfect healing frequency
Now I miss what could have been
So beautiful the fantasy
That we will never get to be
Genevieve
You came and went just like a summer breeze
Washed out from shore by insecurities
Space and time irregularities
Genevieve
Mozart would write entire symphonies
Shakespeare would make his final masterpiece
If they got one glimpse of what I can see
Now I miss what could have been
So beautiful the fantasy
That we will never get to be
Genevieve