now here i am, with the responsibility to carry around all the memories we had since that's all i have. i see you everywhere, i think about you night and day. the smile, your eyes, hugs, kisses playing in my head like in a silent movie. i was once a rainbow before i am hurricane. forgive me for what i've done. you do deserve better.
how do i forget the thing i wanna keep the most? how do i lie to myself? time will heal the deepest wound. a friend told me that. i hope she's right.
i miss being happy. back then the old me don't even need weed to be happy. but now weed is the medicine; the cure for my sickness. at least for a while before i finally found the true happiness again. for that i wanna start something fresh, new places, meeting new people. i will stop running for now and face the music. god if you there, help me get through all this.
i miss being happy. back then the old me don't even need weed to be happy. but now weed is the medicine; the cure for my sickness. at least for a while before i finally found the true happiness again. for that i wanna start something fresh, new places, meeting new people. i will stop running for now and face the music. god if you there, help me get through all this.
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