You can spend minutes, hours, days, weeks or even months over-analyzing a situation; trying to put the pieces together, justifying what could've, would've happened - or you can just leave the pieces on the flor and MOVE THE FUCK ON.

15.10.09

There's always another day..


And if you're listening, I miss you.
And if you hear me now, I need you.
Where did you go, 'cause you're not gone.
Everyone knows there's something's wrong.
The wires are cut, and I'm alone

I know we're getting closer.
I know you're coming back for me this time.

And do you ever want me, do you ever need me?
I know that you left before goodbye.
It's okay, there's always another day.
And anytime you want me, anytime you see me
I don't think you meant to say goodbye
But it's okay, there's always another day.

If you ever find what you were looking for.
I will be waiting there.
I will be there.

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