Sometimes it's harder to let go so much harder, than to keep fighting 'cause the end hurts more than everything 'cause my eyes can't bear to see its lightning. My heart was always an open book to you You have known all about me and so I did about you or so I thought. So. Is this it? Is this the end? Is this the last entrance you will seal? And hide your heart forever from my sight? Is this the last nail in the coffin of this dead body, dead body we've been mutilating so long? Will you now forever let go, Fifteen years of us, of you and me, Fifteen years of love? Post je objavljen 11.02.2012. u 03:49 sati.