I knew our love wouldn't last forever.
It felt like I was counting down the days,
but I still held you and stayed up late talking to you like life was a game and I simply played along..
As if we were a song that I could effortlessy hum along to.
I may not have known the lyrics,
but I memorized the tune.
The problem is that those three minuts wouldn't last forever.
And later on,
I'd sing a song from beginning to the end.
Belting all the words as they run trough my head.
Our melodie was beautiful,
and I miss the way I'm rang.
But mostly I miss the way we had the same understanding of how it sang.
So even when...