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.

30.8.10

Angel

What's on your mind that I don't know?
Your eyes are wandering like never before.
And then it hit me like a ton of stones,
That I'm the only one that was still in love.
Where did it go, little angel?
Where did all your love for me go? Because we still had forever, And forever's something I can't face alone.


So I slam my head into a wall  'til every thought of you falls out.

But there's one thought left, and it's killing me
And I just have to know...

Where did all your love for me go?

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