Saturdays

I thought I was smart enough to never fall to your sweet promises

But my stupid self letting you to tell me one more

And waiting for you to actually

Make it happen

I thought I was strong enough for not letting you to take my life

But I was so naive to let you in and think

That you are my life now but I'm

Dead to you

I though I was brave enough to never hoping you'll be by my side

But my delicate self always waiting for you 

To cancel your plans and meet me

Every Saturday