And no matter how many times
the petals tell you they love you
you have to forget,
Because sometimes they love you not.
So here's to you,
the boy who didn't know how to love me.
I'm letting go,
letting go of the distance
and the silence
and the waiting
and the empty hours
and the vacancy
and the walls I've built
it's over.
Mar 2, 2013
Mar 2, 2013 at 6:39 PM UTC
And no matter how many times
the petals tell you they love you
you have to forget,
Because sometimes they love you not.
So here's to you,
the boy who didn't know how to love me.
I'm letting go,
letting go of the distance
and the silence
and the waiting
and the empty hours
and the vacancy
and the walls I've built
it's over.
