Running from reality
Now I’m in an airplane, Looking out of my window I remember yesterday, It was 3am And I was lying on the bathroom floor… I was crying, I was almost dying, I was thinking about my life, About us, how it all ended, About the times when i was (we were) happy. I must confess that I wanted more. I bet you don’t remember anything at all, Because you told me so… And now I am all alone. You are like my old white dress, That I loved very much. But I can’t wear it anymore, Because now it’s too small. You are so rare, I am still comparing you with my every guy. I am touching their faces and I am closing my eyes. I want to be happy, but I am just dying. Because, you are still the best. You are not like the rest. They all don’t have your hazel eyes, Your grey hair and your sweet smile, Your sense of humor. Your sincere tears and your style. I would give everything to hug you again, Well, you owe me one last hug. Cause it was like a drug And no pill can replace it. I am jealous of every person who is touching your hand getting your attention And speaking to you God damn! It was a very painful lesson. I deserved it To be true... You are the only one, who can control my mood. There is why I got angry, when you were so rude. I wonder if there is a day in your life without thinking about me. Cause i cant remember the day without thinking about you... You know i am changing my mind each day, There is why people around my run away... You wrote a song about me, but baby i wrote the whole book about you... Sometimes i wonder "He was so warm when we were together But he became cold, when we became strangers.." I am sorry, Once I wrote a poem About wishing you were dead, But I burnt it down… So all words stayed unsaid. I know, I broke your heart. But mine was already broken, by the people that I loved. I thought that you were supposed to be in my life. I thought that it was a fate. I ruined everything, because I got tired of trusting the time But I guess; now it’s too late. I don’t want to feel like this anymore, The worst thing is that I can’t stop writing about you. Oh, how I want to show you them all, But, I can’t. Because I have to build up a wall. In my reality you were my soulmate, But I lost you… My broken heart is desolated, There is nothing new. I can’t forget, because I loved it, Oh, how I loved the way you cared! Now all I have left is to hate, Hate the way you disappear. I wish we have not started like that. I wish it has not ended like that… The funny thing is that I wrote a pretty big poem But all the words are still unsaid. Sometimes I dont love you, But you are still my muse... There is absolutely nothing left to lose. Romeo once said "Is love a tender thing? it is too rough, Too rude, too boisterous, and it pricks like thorn" I felt that When i fell for you for the first time It was my very first serious crime. I don't want you back. I don't want you anymore. I don't love you,like i did before But i need you I need you in my fucking life But seems like your heart is cold now And you dont care what gonna happen to me tonight. I’m in an airplane now, I am looking out of my window. I am so lost into the clouds I smiled, because i liked it so
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Єгор Комаров
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