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It's not easy to meet, but it's too difficult to rebuild



Friends come and go,
like a gust of wind gently tapping on the back windows...
then gliding away..

You're aching,
you're breaking,
and I can see the pain in your eyes...
Say everybody's changing and I don't know why...
What kind of person were you before, friends??

I think we all wish we could erase some dark times in our lives.
But all of life's experiences, bad and good, make you who you are.
Erasing any of life's experiences would be a great mistake.


I smile, widely, to tell others that I am happy
Content, pleased, blissful
In high spirits.
I'm happy! I try to tell them
Really I am…
...But do I truly believe it myself?
I thought I was happy once
but that was before I realized that I wasn't

Has the rain already erased our memories?
Have you already completely forgotten about me?
I can't see your smile through the blur...
As always, we are merely fooling each other
Let's make all of this the rain's fault!

As my tears keep overflowing,
I can't see your last smile through the blur
Don't go! Stay with me!
Light breaks through the sky...


If you were tears,
I would not cry anymore because I feared losing you...
You want to forget,??
but without memories,
how could you maintain a sense of self-identity?

My Friends….
I don't dream to heal your deep wounds.
I don't dream to change you.
I don't dream to be another revolution in your life.
I don't dream you into my life, either.
I've tried to let you know that I did not come to hurt
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