The world stopped spinning when I saw your face. I could taste the hurt you left on my lips when you left your lips on his. I could feel the wound split and tear as if your knife’s still in. I could sense the burn from within my heart to ask a thousand questions. But all I did was sit and stare and hurt and ache and wonder.
My heart aches to the sound of you, laughing where it is melody in my ears My heart aches to the sound of you, laughing because I was once the subject of the perfect rythm of your laugh I badly want to be the muse of your laughter once again The surge of my guilt and regret is so loud that it's making me deaf My heart aches to the sound of you Let me hear it One last time
I didn't know it Until i said out loud As much as you actually broke my hurt You helped me through My depression Or at least Know that my sadness Wasn't meaningless I had to get over it Yeah i learned it The hard way My heart ached through it But it was a lesson I had to learn To wake up To know i have to get up And get my heart broken Everyday I have to live To feel To cry To do something Even it will hurt me But at least I'll learn from it
What will I have of you to show Why I love you? What, can I raise in my cold hands to summon your warmth back into my blood? To speak of you, like snowflakes in space, to feel the shape of a name in my mouth? What part of my heart can I show, to make others understand? To who can I hold like you did, in my fever dreams, to breathe in my whispers and lock them away for rainy days? To who can I give these tears that betray my love?
Please. What can you leave for me Before you have to leave me?