She turned to me and asked, “Have you ever still loved someone who hurt you?”
There is fog on the outside of this house, of this car, of my heart, The world through my eyes is full of smoke and fog, I can see shapes in them, they look like you, disappearing into the oblivion,…
I hope next week is the one you were waiting for
I keep hearing your dissatisfaction with life when you cry
Would you look into my eyes and tell me it was all going to be okay?
Sometimes I feel like I’m chasing a dream, a vision of the past, where you and me were one person
I had so many things to do, so many things to be, but it all slipped through my fingers
Close your eyes and remember my love for you
You are not unhappy, because someone else is happy. You’re just not content being alone.
I promised to give you all my time,
but little did I know,
that I wasn’t yours nor you were mine,
for a very long time.