There is something in his laughter.
Something that you'll only hear if she's the reason behind.

It's more crisp, more joyous,
more lively and much from the heart.

Something I cannot hear when I'm by his side.

She wants to cry
but is too scared
to show how she truly feels.

so she just put that
fake, little smile on
and tries to live
day by day...

Our Love is like a happy hour.
Fun, exciting, can take you on a high.

But just like a happy hour.
Our love is fleeting,
unreal and pain inflicting.

...
A quote once said
"We don't meet people by accident.
They are meant to cross our path for a reason."


and it made me wonder,
What’s your reason for crossing mine?
What’s my reason for crossing yours?
Will we ever figure it out?
...

The ticking of the clock comes loud to me.
This deafening silence.
it’s ringing in my head.
It’s roaring loud, just like the echo
you left when you walked away.