We’re too busy to say we miss each other now..
We have so many plans, meetings to attend, papers to be read, movies, parties, friends,clothes,relationships,
Isn’t it too much?
We look ridiculous in our ‘anty’ world, always stressed and concerned with our ridiculous matters
Never stop a little…
Have to grow and shine, have a future which starts now..
Need a special sign when it may come clear..
But..the end comes..slowly..
Never has it been so near.
Now, my friend, I’m your bitter truth, your first X..
That you once knew.
Now, do you still care?
How I drink my coffee, early in the morning
Thinking how my years
were never enough
they've lost their meaning
How has my face become so cruel and old and tired..?
Who are you to judge?
You've never been there to rescue my flowers
What do you think the sun means when it shines?
I for myself... I know is there.
Be it now or later,
You may never come to see.
the sun I came to know
it's Never disappointed me.
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