When you say thank you to me,
for some reason it hurts,
Like a magic spell that doesn’t
get undone even after the good bye.
the faintly burning pain.
The flavor of life
Neither friends nor lovers, in uncertain terms
like an un-riped fruit dreaming about the day of harvest
because of being unable to just move one more step forward
It’s just so frustrating
When you say thank you to me,
for some reason it hurts,
Like a magic spell that doesn’t
get undone even after the good bye.
the faintly burning pain.
The flavor of life
Sweet talk and tasteless conversations.
i have no interest in them
even when things do not go the way I want them
you make me believe that there is still something in life
When asked ‘ whats wrong?’
I answer ‘its nothing’
The smile that disappears after goodbye
I’m not like myself anymore
The more i wish to believe in you,
For some reason it hurts even more
‘i like you’ instead of ‘i love you’ is more like the person I knew
the flavor of life
I wish I could cherish the white color of the falling snow like I used to
by the time I would remember the scent of the person I’ve nearly forgotten
A future tender and warmer than a diamond
i want to grasp it, in this limited time we have, i want to live it with you
when you say thank you to me,
for some reason it hurts,
Like a magic spell that doesnt
get undone even after the good bye.
the faintly burning pain.
The flavor of life
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