I've seen some people crying on their hands and knees. When love that was real collapsed. They look weak and shameful, what are they crying for? I used to think we were above all the others. I used to think our hearts would be able to endure, until the day that you met someone new. The day that you left me. Just your gaze staring at me and I feel hurt. Please don't, please change your mind from leaving me. Before the tears will flow, before I won't be able to stand. Before I'll be out of breath, out of strength to go on. When you leave me? I might realize when it's too late how much I loved you. When I hurt until the tears pour out. I don't want to be weak, but I must. It's like someone's stabbing me. The more I have your gaze staring at me, the more it hurts. Please don't, please change your mind about leaving me right now. The sight you'll see it might look bad, the weak person who's right here. I still cry nonstop from the moment you left me.
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