Heavy thoughts forcing their way out of me...

15.01.2006., nedjelja

Broken heart...

vjerovali ili ne ova je prva kitica trebala biti uvod u pjemsicu o skoli ali ubrzo se pretvorila u,hm...pa ovo:

Packing my things, saying goodbye,
looking at the door and wondering why...

Why did it have to end this way,
why am I standing here ready to go away...

I don't wanna go, cause I still love you,
but deep in my heart I always knew...

That our story would end some day,
and one of us would eventually go away...

I sadly walk out the door,
knowing that this has ended a war...

A war between two lovers, between you and me,
but I guess it was never meant to be...

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