let go, hold on, question my love...
I don't wanna know,
How happy you are.
I don't wanna know,
That she's in your car.
I don't wanna see,
You kissing her.
I don't wanna see,
This big blur...
But I have nothing to complain,
Because I let you walk away...
And I probably don't love you,
The way she does and say.
Even if I need to let go,
Even if I cry from the inside,
When I have to keep saying no,
And try to hide;
Your space,
Your smile,
Your kindness,
Because it's been a long while,
That you have touched me
{...And maybe I do miss you
But it is impossible now...}
How happy you are.
I don't wanna know,
That she's in your car.
I don't wanna see,
You kissing her.
I don't wanna see,
This big blur...
But I have nothing to complain,
Because I let you walk away...
And I probably don't love you,
The way she does and say.
Even if I need to let go,
Even if I cry from the inside,
When I have to keep saying no,
And try to hide;
Your space,
Your smile,
Your kindness,
Because it's been a long while,
That you have touched me
{...And maybe I do miss you
But it is impossible now...}
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| kimmytje: | Dinsdag, januari 27, 2015 00:13 |
| Sterkte met je verdriet dat je hier in zo'n mooi betoog uitdrukt.. Liefs Kimmy |
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| Auteur: *PinkTears* | 
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| Gecontroleerd door: christina | ||
| Gepubliceerd op: 26 januari 2015 | ||
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