If you don’t want me anymore,
then why am I still lying in your arms, thinking about the song you wrote just for me?
Then why are you holding my hand?
Why are you telling me that
you can’t stop thinking about me,
when this all is a lie?
Knowing that everything suddenly changed,
and how important every second is.
I wasn’t able to waist seconds, anymore.
I stood up, pushed your arms aside
and dicided I wasn’t here to stay.
The best decision I ever made,
was walking away from you.
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