“I don’t remember, but one thing for sure. He said that he
was sorry”
Like being
hit by a bullet, everything is chaotic. Because only laughter comes out. I only
laughed laughed and laughed. Smiling apthetically, let me ask one thing. Why we
can’t be together?
Through the
hole in my heart all our memories are flowing out. Even if I try to hold onto
them, even if I try to block my heart, they slip through my fingers. Even if my
heart stop, I don’t think it will hurt like this. Please do something, cure me.
At this rate, my heart will be all broken. My torn heart..
All of a
sudden, the tears flow without me knowing it. I don’t want to be like this,
really don’t want to, really… Following you who stood up. Chasing you blindly.
Behind you, behind you who walked like you were trying to run away.
Like being
hit by a bullet, my heart hurt so much.. It hurt so much, that being able to
live weird. How could I forget you ? I don’t know how to do such things.
There’s a gaping hole in my heart that can’t be filled. It just hurt so much
that I could die.
“When it
turns 7, I wake up no matter what. I brush my teeth and shower. Nothing
changed. That’s what a breakup is.”
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