When tomorrow came, but you haven't, i waited again in sighs.
But I'm getting tired of this.
I don't get what you're trying do and I'm out of my mind trying to think of a reason why.
A reason why you showed me your cruel side.
A reason why you never said goodbye.
A reason why I deserve this.
A reason why I'm thinking of you.
I'm quite young you know,
not very experienced, not very matured.
So the only reason i could think was quite childish.
But it's the only possible reason right now.
Maybe, you hated me.
There's no one to blame that things turned out the way they did.
I did my part, i asked you how you were.
I waited for your reply, with internal screams every single day.
But i've had enough, I've had enough of this waiting.
So i'll remember our conversations and how you made me laugh.
I'll remember how you found me when i was lost.
I'll remember our short, vague memories.
And i'll cherish them.
You're not here, just when I'm needing you.
This endless waiting is slow torture, like a monologue.
I've been hurt, and I secretly, recovered.
But you weren't here.
I'll find my happiness.
You be happy too,
maybe I'm too late to say this,
but I'm sorry for the *JULY* i gave you, last year.
Maybe this was your revenge, how cruel of you.
But it's okay, I'll be fine, it's a bittersweet world and i don't mind lemons.
So i hope you get the English.(:
For tomorrow, I've hoped.
For the meeting of every tomorrow, I've waited.
For you, I've longed for.
For happiness, I'm letting you go.
So this is my goodbye.
For the meeting of every tomorrow, I've waited.
For you, I've longed for.
For happiness, I'm letting you go.
So this is my goodbye.
so long,
pansy.(:
jotted down by pikaidiota- on 1:13 AM