how we were born and raised in the same town
went to the same shops
know the same people
yet we havent met, except in the dark pitch forest where we were not allowed to speak
how, when i met you i hate all the opportunity in the world
assuming you were just another asshole
how i regret being cold
how you are out of my league
thinking on how i will sacrifice everything for someone like you
to wish every of your pain would heal
every silence would break
just to stay in your blood, vessel, pump .what ever it is called
i longed to be in there from the day i was born
on how i have grown and gave up the idea
how could you never notice
been blinded and been warned
goodbye is left with hello, again.
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