Nobody told me that- falling in love is easy, but getting out of it is hard.
Nobody told me that- first love is going to be sweet, but also particularly heartbreaking.
Love, I didn't know, that it would hurts so much.
I always wanted to think that, we are still together, that I didn't leave you for good, that you are holding my hand instead of hers.
I am left in the dark now, alone, with scars and broken heart, with unhealed wounds and philophobia, and there is nothing to blame but my own doing.
Now I always wake up in the middle of the night, feeling extremely sad, thinking about our memories together, and cry myself to sleep.