There are some days when I look at other people “loving” each other and I miss being with someone… but I don’t miss my ex (or maybe sometimes a little bit)I miss that feeling when he holds your hand, when he kisses you, when he takes your breath away, when in the whole world it seems that it’s just you and him, that feeling of butterflies that feeling of being safe…I miss that...And if that’s love ... I miss love... I miss being in love…And after that I remember why I’m alone now,the fights,the tears,the lies… I remember that… it’s not worth it…love's not worth it...
Now I feel that there’s no pain here...But that hurts even more…Funny irony don’t you think?
I’m sorry honey… I don’t believe in love anymore!
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