nadiacomba

But letting you go? 
Letting you go is like a breath of fresh air

Letting you go felt like my color had returned just in a different shade. 
You were no longer shadowing over making it seem dark than it really was.

Life is like a typewriter.

Make a mark, they say, but remember one thing.

The mark you make is permanent.

You can’t go back and you can't erase.

I’ve tried so hard to make you notice me

But You never seem to come around

I’ve tried my hardest every time 

But all you do is Say you love me