There’s no point in searching for it,
we’ll find it one day, understood.
We must understand ourselves,
so that we can be who we are.

Truth

i knew we wouldn't talk each day,
someday, 
like we are used to now.

i didn't knew that it would,
just happen, like that
without a fight from your side,
without a reason for not letting me stay

it was the person in you that i mourn for
a person to whom i could
ask anything 
say anything
cause i knew, i was understood
without ever justifying

i mourn for this person, i really do.

whom i supposed to blame other than fate?
but the heart would have felt better,
if you just tried
a bit.