What is it?
I finally took the courage and got this permanently stained under my skin.
Despite the seemingly simplicity of it all, if you knew me, and I mean really knew me, you'd know it's not as easy as four letters.
Will it get harder? I don't know. Will it be easier? I don't know.
I just don't know.
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There's this bridge that once linked both our limitless souls and we had, for brief moments, dipped our fingers in the paint that colored the separate lives we led.
Now, I'm standing on the edge of the cliff, looking at the severed ropes and broken planks in front of me, violently being tossed back and forth by the rough winds. The rough winds that once used to carry our wings, making us soar now just carries dust to blind us.
It's not gonna change anything, is it? I run only to hope that you'd grab me by the arm and yell at me to stop. No matter how many wishes I make, how many times your name leaves the tip of my tongue. No matter how hard I think of you or dream or imagine, I come back to the stark realization that things have changed.
How do you take back the tears that soaked your pillow and stained your cheeks in the dark? How do you forget the way he laughs and those bleary eyes in the morning? How do you alienate someone who once shared the same breaths as you?
How do I make you a stranger?
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There's this bridge that once linked both our limitless souls and we had, for brief moments, dipped our fingers in the paint that colored the separate lives we led.
Now, I'm standing on the edge of the cliff, looking at the severed ropes and broken planks in front of me, violently being tossed back and forth by the rough winds. The rough winds that once used to carry our wings, making us soar now just carries dust to blind us.
It's not gonna change anything, is it? I run only to hope that you'd grab me by the arm and yell at me to stop. No matter how many wishes I make, how many times your name leaves the tip of my tongue. No matter how hard I think of you or dream or imagine, I come back to the stark realization that things have changed.
How do you take back the tears that soaked your pillow and stained your cheeks in the dark? How do you forget the way he laughs and those bleary eyes in the morning? How do you alienate someone who once shared the same breaths as you?
How do I make you a stranger?