Right here in front of me
The way you stand
How you smile right now
Will I be able to see them again?
That I do not know.
Because when time flees
My heart and your memories
Both will be broken.
And I will pretend
That we never were that good of friends.
Turning on my cell phone
I’ll see your numbers
Which would never call me again
Nor would response if I ever send a text.
Only pains would remain
And who know what will be next.
So I’ll delete your numbers
And I will pretend
They were never there – ever.
I will walk by your rooms
And see the same doors
At the same locations
But there’ll be no more
The posters of the environment.
And if I ever knock
Strangers would come out
And I will pretend
That I am not shocked
And not want to shout
Anything out loud.
Everything is done
Everyone has left
But I’m not alone
Carrying on
A whole new step.
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Like that, I will pretend
Till the day I reach my end.
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