Every girl is like a flower. They bloom, when it is their time. Colorful petals are caused by one's love towards them. But when they get hurt, they will stop being gorgeous
and lose all of their power
as do flowers when their season is over or somebody breaks them.
Every girl is like a precious flower, like a treasure.
Eerie smell is lingering on those empty and cold streets There is no single soul to be seen That one song is playing on repeat Again and again The volume is turned on 100 The soul haunting wind whistles through ears Fingers are freezing and vision is getting dizzy Sadness and forgiveness are taking over the heart Feeling, like that is the beginning of the downfall Again.
Finally the tear drops and all of the pain starts to leave my body. Again.
In my soul, I feel a weight. It grows heavier and heavier. Why do I feel it? I don't understand. It sinks deeper and deeper into the depths of my soul. Suddenly, I realise what it is. It is longing for you. This burden torments me. I begged you not to forget me. But now here I am, in tears and sorrow.