last week.. I was turning Blue..
suffering, missing, and crying
something tore inside my heart
last week my world ruined by you
i am not sure that i am dreaming
or is it called a B-R-O-K-E-N-H-E-A-R-T ??
a week comes and a week goes..
u tell me u love me
u miss me and you
you don't know what to do
let me help you boy..
please don't tell me a lie just to make me smile
it's better telling the truth and make me cry..
and now..everyday life goes on like
" i am not supposed to love you"
"i am not supposed to care"
" i am not supposed to live my life wishing you there"
" I am Not supposed to wonder where you are or what you do.."
yeah,, i don't have to..
but.. sorry i cannot help it
i'm in love with you in a very unusual way..
i know.. the broken heart can be pieced back together
it might be a heart again
but it is still a broken one..
just be honest and we'll be healed ..!!!
