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And the breeze swept her hair
away from her pale, cold face..
her eyes crystal clear
a pain she cannot conceal..
And the breeze swept her hair
away from her pale, cold face..
her eyes crystal clear
a pain she cannot conceal..
Had I known I'd feel this
I wouldn't have started
I wouldn't have put myself
In such an unsettling position
Had I known he'd walk away
I would've grabbed on tighter
Pulled him back with all my might
And confessed with all honesty
Had I known I'd fall deeper
I could've locked myself in
Shut myself out from society
And talked to my inner self
Had I known I'd hurt this much
I would've run away
Turned my back against it all
Started anew in a distant land
But I did not know
And he did not tell me
So I trusted him and
Let him break me
The lies he told
Right in my face
Shot through my heart
Like an arrow ablaze
And I did not know
If only, I had known
I think I finally understand how much the truth actually hurts. It had to take me seven long years to realize that. And it still hurts even when I say I have moved on. Yes, I have moved on. But the memory is still there. The memory of the pain, the anger and joy still embedded inside. All it needed was a little nudge and a poke to rekindle all that past emotions.
I don't know if I really wanted to hear all the truth. I had it played in my mind repeatedly for the last 7 yrs. I rehearsed what I would say if ever our paths were to cross again. It was there. All the preparations were done. I was ready--or so I thought I was.
03.11.13