When the rain pours I remember our nights of you, every prepositions of place and me then I feel my heart blackened— painted by our bitter-sweet memories hoping that another rain will fall hard enough to wash away your love for me
It was never my intention to unlove you since I swore to do so my whole life but it was my choice to leave you so it is your right to love another is it not, my dear?
swore yourself to another girl that she will be your precious pearl but if one day you look over your shoulder it is my name you ever love in every letter
All the wrong decisions that lead to our separation are repeating themselves and keeping me awake and aware we should've been what we are not; together
he stood so close to me, asking "what are you thinking? tell me" my heart skipped a beat cause he often questioned me, stared with his beautiful eyes as if he could hear my brain screaming his name and love in one simple line