when you set your mind to remember
oh how we used to shoot fatal words
that stab us right through our chests?
it's always me who brings the knife
of which i never knew was ever there
of which i never knew would hurt us so bad
oh love, i miss you so
i missed the times before September made me feel half-dead
& my days never seem such a drag
when your laughter are like music to my ears
all now was blocked by the gushing of my sinful tears
if this knife i hold can kill our sorrows
trust me my love, i'd a be a proud murderer
too bad for us, im not that capable
a thousand sincere apologies for being your sorry tragic lover
- yours truly ♥
THEY SAY PROMISES ARE NOTHING BUT A SET OF EMPTY WORDS
BUT I ALWAYS THOUGHT I WAS GOOD AT KEEPING THEM
BUT AFTER KNOWING YOU, I LEARNT THAT I WAS AMONG THE WORST
FM Static
3:13 PM