Cruel
28 04 2008All the perfect days
the summer picnics
where the day blended into the night
and you blended into me
that 110% feeling
when words were worthless
and we held each other
fighting against the moonlight
how we used to hold hands
like we were fighting against the tie
who believe that this was ending
I looked to your side and you let go
why couldn’t I see the signs?
I was pulling in and you wer just there
I thought we could be forever
but in the end
you were too kind to be cruel.
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