To say goodbye ain’t easy,
when you’ve done all that you can..
to convince yourself subconsciously that there’s more to a man..
Then what you see in photographs and read in magazines,
those flawless shining faces on your flashing TV screens.
Accepting to abandon sorrow,
can be a feat fit for a warrior
I was never one to dwell for long, but I’ve always been a worrier.
I’ll let you go, I’ll do it now.
You go your way, I’ll go mine.
And I’ll try to forget those summer days,
where we were tranquilly intertwined.
All those nights I whispered thanks to you,
cause I was scared as hell,
of where’d I’d be perpetually after that final bid farewell
I had a feeling from the start!
I had my doubts and in my heart
I knew, I knew
You were too good to be true.
Nov 6, 2010
Nov 6, 2010 at 12:02 PM UTC
To say goodbye ain’t easy,
when you’ve done all that you can..
to convince yourself subconsciously that there’s more to a man..
Then what you see in photographs and read in magazines,
those flawless shining faces on your flashing TV screens.
Accepting to abandon sorrow,
can be a feat fit for a warrior
I was never one to dwell for long, but I’ve always been a worrier.
I’ll let you go, I’ll do it now.
You go your way, I’ll go mine.
And I’ll try to forget those summer days,
where we were tranquilly intertwined.
All those nights I whispered thanks to you,
cause I was scared as hell,
of where’d I’d be perpetually after that final bid farewell
I had a feeling from the start!
I had my doubts and in my heart
I knew, I knew
You were too good to be true.
(At least I never really loved you.)
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