six months on, its was maybe
now, its a no
T or D, it has revealed much
it was cruel, heartbreaking
yet somehow, it still feels whole
i have expected it to smash
into a few million pieces
thought saying it hasn't was wrong
it was dropped from the 13th floor
a few broken pieces came out
much much less then what i was expecting
why didn't it break? why?
i supposed it was always difficult
i had hung on to every tiny spark
every single sign
i knew the question is gonna come
i dreaded it, and yet wanted the truth
i got it in the worse way
i had braced myself, for the answer
it shot through like an arrow
however, it is still intact.
why didn't it break? why?
now i think i know
you were already long gone
away from my heart
still,
i thank you so much,
for letting me love you.
but its time,
i walked away.
'She lives in a fairy tale, somewhere to far for us to find'
-qiguang :D
