Bring careness home
Throw all memories away
Wounded.
Try to heal this pain.
Again.
Who do you think you are?
That story lived in the past
Never came back
Because i don't want it
I don't want it anymore
All you said is cliché.
Cliché...
These last couple days,
something keeps telling me
it was the right way
something keeps telling me
we are never ever getting back together
something keeps telling me
It died.
It for what we called 'love' (?)
Something..
something for what i called them,
heart and mind.
They both walk in the same path.
Once.
Not trying to hate anyone,
but they keep telling me.
they keep telling me...
H.
