I look up as a tear rolls slowly down my cheek, I start to think about better days and wonder if I'll ever be able to feel that same way as I did before again. Now you look so scared, like for once you don't have the answer to my questions.Someday, I really sincerely hope to understand why you've said those things you did.
I wonder for a moment that if this is all a dream and that if I should wake in the morning,
you'll be there to wipe the tears off me.
Love always change over time.
And I only have the memories, of ten fingers entwined forever in a hopeless wish.
My tears that flows out are just warm tears, I can really feel the heat in those tears.
Just what's wrong with me ...