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mandag 18. oktober 2010

Fant igjen noe jeg skrev for en laaaang stund siden...

It's weird. Just weird.
It used to hurt
All the songs, every memory.
To see the light shining through
your window
It doesn't hurt anymore
It took me long enough
but you just don't mean a thing
anymore
The only chance to make me
cry for you, for real
would be if you died.
My time with you is over
It will never come back
and it feels great
To be exactly the person
I am today.
The world is in my hand
I can do whatever I want
So, that's why I am where I am.
In the very middle
of the heart
of the most beautiful
human being on this planet.
I do really prefer to call him my
boyfriend.
And I always will.
Live your life, and I live mine.
I wonder where we will meet again
If we do.
Time will show
It usually does.