• Sitting here,
    Thinking, wishing, waiting..
    But what for?
    It will never be the same
    Im sick of it
    Im torn inside
    My heart, ripped to shreads
    Never, that is a strong word
    Hate, that is a strong word
    Love, that is a strong word
    But Forever, that is a promise
    It was said to me and i thought...
    I thought wrong
    Turned out to be the exact opposite
    No turning back
    Was my friend
    NEVER will be again
    Isnt it ironic...
    Dont you think?