Am I really happy? Am I really moving on? How come it's still killing me with pain? Don't know from which I'm grieving. Is it kermit or HIM? He's my life. He took it away from me. I don' know when will I survive! He's my hope... But, how can I hope if there's no reason to hope for? He's my heartbeat... What's the use of it if there's no reason for you to go on? I would never feel hurt this way if he didn't hurt me. I was so young then, and you broke my heart. And now I think it's still broken.
There are endless questions... I said, I hafta move on... So, it's really over and there's no turning back! I drowned myself into tears along with liquor until it put me into sleep.
When I woke up, a sillohouette.. Swaying... Again, searching... I asked myself, Am I dreaming? Am I hallucinating? Is this just one my sweetest fantasy? I closed my eyes, I seek for an answer. So, I opened my eyes. Even in blur vision, I know there he really was... Offering his soul...
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