I tried, I tried,
I tried to look back at what I left,
I tried to visit the one who bled me,
Maybe we could see things differently,
Maybe we could understand each other,
But she is the same person.
This time she doesn't believe in second chances,
I was an option to be given just a chance to survive,
I was never the one to be chosen no matter what.
But this time I learned,
Love is never hidden,
Love is shown in action, in trying
Next time someone says they love ,
I'll watch them .
Thanks to trials,I can write
Thanks to pain , I can learn
Mar 14
Mar 14, 2026 at 4:18 AM UTC
I tried, I tried,
I tried to look back at what I left,
I tried to visit the one who bled me,
Maybe we could see things differently,
Maybe we could understand each other,
But she is the same person.
This time she doesn't believe in second chances,
I was an option to be given just a chance to survive,
I was never the one to be chosen no matter what.
But this time I learned,
Love is never hidden,
Love is shown in action, in trying
Next time someone says they love ,
I'll watch them .
Thanks to trials,I can write
Thanks to pain , I can learn
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