When people look at us. . . what do they see?
A handsome guy and a beautiful girl?
A perfect and happy couple?
Or two persons trying to rip each other apart?
When we kiss . . . what do they think?
Lips carved and matched for each other?
Kisses that mean the word “love”
Or kisses meant for hiding lies?
When we ‘re singing a song together. . . what do they hear?
A love song for the perfect couple?
Lovers who couldn’t take their eyes off each other?
Or voices of the broken-hearted?
There are too many walls. . . Walls with different shades of gray. No matter how hard I try to remove those bitter colors. . . you keep painting it back
. .. darker and darker until I can no longer see you.
Now, let me make my own. See these walls I’ve built? Is the color enough for you to know how I’m feeling?
Here, locked up in my own world, there’s no such things as pain, sadness, happiness and love.
Let me play our song, the only memory of ‘us’.
Let me hear it one last time, let me sing with it.
Let me hear your voice in my head, your last words. I will listen to it, until my heart can’t take it. . .
until our love song can no longer be ours. . .
Hear my voice as I sing the only love song I hate.
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AUTHOR'S NOTE:
ipagpapatuloy ko ba? hehehhee I need your votes ^_____^ thank youuu!!!!
pangalawang ulit ko na toh hihihihh and I hope na sana matuloy nga XDDDDD
