Finding myself and loosing you
Listening to guitar chords or piano notes combined to voices full of emotion, that seem like someone has to expose his soul, make me feel like falling in love.
While I held on to him, I couldn't feel intensive things for another person.
He didn't really do anything more than just existing that I kept loving him, after all of the drama, but I always hoped that he'd come back to me.
Deep inside I knew that the door was closed since the moment that we stopped talking.
It didn't work.
It'll never work.
But for me it seemed like his whole appearance screamed that we are far away from over.
Now I know, that it was my naive mind that wanted him so fucking bad.
But he was just a burned-out ghost that invaded my mind when I was lonely or thought too much 'bout all these 'what-ifs' in my head.
Whatever.
And suddenly I was finally free.
Like really free.
I slept much, so at daytime my mind was awake and I really really wanted to explore. Every little thing made me smile without thinking 'bout anything else than the moment I was in.
And then you crashed into my life.
Unexpectedly.
And it was like listening to guitar chords or piano notes combined to voices full of emotion, that seem like someone has to expose his soul.
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