Pain is a feeling.
It hurts.
You know the pain of your body,
but not the pain of your heart.
I'm alone, waiting for you
to hear the words:
„I'm sorry.“
But they won't come.
You have beaten me.
You know that only you are
able to hurt me so much
because you are the person
I have loved the most.
So here I am,
staring at this photos
from our trips:
-I laughed a lot,
but now I'm crying.
This pain is strong.
Heartache is the worst kind of all.
I'm not missing you,
because you're a wrong person now
I'm just missing
the time we spent together.
We're not friends anymore
but I'll always remember you
and your birthday in November.
The world is not the same without you.
But I'm not alone,
There are other people left
who love me
and are really interested in me.
They will never be
such a fake person like you are.
My life is better now,
without you.
So I'll stand up again
and throw the photos away,
leave the friendship we had
in the past.
The words I'm waiting for
will never come.
I don't want to hear them anymore.
I don't let the pain destroy me.
Bye
