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.

13.10.09


Even though you're gone and far away,
I feel you all around.
I think about it every single day,
You got away somehow,

I can't sleep,
It's hard to breath,
And I still feel you next to me,
Now, I can see.

The first one is the worst one,
When it comes to a broken heart,
Your first love, you're so young,
And you feel like a fallin' star.

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