Riddles - Takida

I see you in my arms

I will let you go every time I see you

I think I don’t need you

I feel the pain again every time I see you

Oh, why this again?

I don’t live like that

Oh, something’s within me

How can I help you see?

When I wrote riddles in your head

Why can’t this be, you and me alone

Waiting for the right ones

I think we’re growing old

What time is left, soon we will be gone

You say you are the one, your own fiction way

Well, you owe me some time so let me go