Even though you're gone and far away,
I feel you all around.
I think about it every single day,
You got away somehow
I can't sleep,
It's hard to breath,
And i still feel you next to me,
Now, i can see.
The first one is the worst one,
When it comes to a broken heart,
Your first love, yeah, you're so young,
And you feel like a fallin' star,
There's a fire in the city,
That's burnin' out tonight,
You're breathing but you're barely alive,
The first one is the worst one,
When it comes, when it comes to a broken heart.
Spinnin' like a movie in my head,
I've seen a thousand times,
I've learned to take it hard,
And fall instead
of sittin' safe on the side lines.
Lost days,
Pictures fade,
Somehow, you're still miles away,
It's safe to say,
The first one is the worst one,
When it comes to a broken heart,
Your first love, yeah, you're so young,
And you feel like a fallin' star,
There's a fire in the city,
That's burnin' out tonight,
You're breathing but you're barely alive,
The first one is the worst one,
When it comes, when it comes to a broken heart.
'Cause I would run through a thunderstorm
just to kiss you,
I'm out here on my own,
Better now than i was before, but i miss you
and i want you to know.
I can't sleep,
It's hard to breath,
And i still feel you next to me,
and I can see, yeah
The first one is the worst one,
When it comes to a broken heart,
Your first love, yeah, you're so young,
And you feel like a fallin' star,
There's a fire in the city,
That's burnin' out tonight,
You're breathing but you're barely alive,
The first one is the worst one,
When it comes, when it comes to a broken heart.
The first one is the worst one,
When it comes to a broken heart,
Your first love, yeah, you're so young,
And you feel like a fallin' star,
There's a fire in the city,
That's burnin' out tonight,
You're breathing but you're barely alive,
The first one is the worst one,
When it comes, when it comes to a broken heart.
The first one is the worst one,
When it comes, when it comes to a broken heart.
I'm on a the verge of tears but I am successfully able to hold them in. I don't want to cry here where no one really cares how I feel. I have to hold it in. He's not saying anything and it hurts just a little because he makes me feel like crap sometimes. Whenever I feel like this, I don't want to feel much of anything anymore. I don't want to care anymore. There is me with him and there is me without him. There's a marked difference because the me without him is an empty shell. But then, no matter how empty I may be, I am still myself, right? No one understands why I am like this. Maybe someone out there does but it hurts that even he doesn't understand. If he truly understand, then he would care enough to write, he would care enough to let me know that he's alive. Ah! I'm being scary again. And I am scary. It's not so much that I scare other people. It's more like I scare myself. Probably because this feeling of rage, this feeling of helples...
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