again
you look at me like you want me to stay
then you turn around and walk away
I want to kiss you hard
hug you tight
but I have to stand still and put on a fake smile
hide my tears
like you didn't just break my heart
stabbed it deep, again and again
turn my head and look away
because I am not strong enough
to survive this all over again
Da, život servira i ono za što smo ponekad jako malo spremni i jaki.
I to je, po mom doživljaju ovog uradka, jako lijepo rečeno.
lpm
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