old songs are playing back,
together with those sad memories.
once again my heart shatters, amidst the already broken red shards.
heart, once hardened becomes more brittle than before.
will i ever get over this crisis?
i never believed that you dont love me.
and i am going to ask you again.
will i have the truth slapped in my face again?
that horrible truth that may most probably
end my miserable life.
why would i die because of a woman?
because i am me..
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