Sunday 19 June 2011 photo 1/1
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ao.. tittar igenom mina gamla bilder, och hittade denna texten jag skrev för ca 2 år sen. önskar jag fortfarande kunde göra så..
tell me you don't remember
tell me you don't even care
that the past means nothing,
that all I did,
all that you said
all the time we spent.
the hours, the days,
weeks and months
would you have the guts?
would you dare?
to shut it off,
and reject,
straight to the face,
of the truth,
of the meanings,
of the faith.
if you've got nothing left to say
I've got nothing left to offer
Im going to spare myself the pain
let somebody else take the blame
this time.
Im gonna leave
in a dust of the anger
and my constantly fear
of getting hurt
are making me choose
I guess that you never really understood
but I hope you realize,
that kiss goodnight
really was,
the goodbye
I did not see it in that moment,
and I never thought
that it would ever get to a point,
where everything just blows apart,
of what you said,
was unbreakable
the last piece,
is now gone
there is nothing that can hold me back now
and no one,
to feel any sorrows, any doubts about
and no where, to put some faith..
so I guess that means,
that I am done.
Annons