who do you think you are ,
running round leaving scars
collecting your jar of hearts
and tearing love apart
: don’t come back at all
who do you think you are ?
the pain is not on the day of missing my dear once .
the pain is really when I try to live WITHOUT him
WITH his presence in my mind
I know it’s his loss
but deep inside I know
it’s mine too
when you leave can’t you just leave ?
cause your presence still lingers here
and it takes away my sanity
is it all you want ?
smile now .
it worked out well
every time I try to be with another
then you come and remind me bout us
I’m begging you .
just like you did yesterday
Happiness can be found , even in darkest of time
one remember to turn on the light
- Albus Dumbledore -
ni suma gara gara tumblr ! grrr