When we finally let go is when we realise that we were only holding each other down. There was never a chance and it never was to be, from the start. It was always unfair. To you, to me.
But we have the chance now. Let the hurt drown out sorrow. Theres a dull in your voice when you speak words you dont believe in anymore.
Perhaps I no longer see a path. Fight or flight. I dont think i have ever been a fighter.
It will never be the same again. When its over, it will be different, but its ok, you'll never notice its gone.
Tuesday, December 10, 2013
Thursday, December 05, 2013
Truth
As they sail thru the pink of sky, it was fate their souls would drift away.
The last of strands to break away, has shut the love they never had.
Perhaps its time to say goodbye. It was never wise to stay.
Smiles will never speak the heart again. Words will never touch.
And I will never search for it again.
The last of strands to break away, has shut the love they never had.
Perhaps its time to say goodbye. It was never wise to stay.
Smiles will never speak the heart again. Words will never touch.
And I will never search for it again.
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