Samstag, 28. November 2015

One last time

Hold me. One last time. Say something. Before you go I just want you to say why you came. I thought you mean it. Told me beautiful stories. I thought they were real. There were signs I followed. They lead me to you. Mr. Perfect. You're different to me. When we met I looked at you in a special way. We crashed but you smiled. Asked me if everything's fine!? There was a moment I knew we'll be lasting forever. Just some hours and we were infinite. You told me few days later that you are falling in love with me. We could have been so much more. Now you want to leave without a word. Fairytale is ending here.

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