The pain in my chest. I got my head down in my hands. Pieces of dreams still lingers in my sleep. I kept on telling myself, I'll be fine even though deep down inside it cuts like a knife.
Just let go
Stop taking the blame. Won't let anybody tell me I deserve this. Will lift my head up high. Again I place all the melodies of memories into a box. Add wings on it and let it fly with the hope that this time it'll lost finding its way back to me.