The frantic feeble voice echoes in my heart, Wrenching pain grows till it didn't hurt anymore, but I wonder Did it ever really stop? Because, I still can see the broken pieces, The marks of your kisses..
Just gonna pretend, It never happened. But what about those echoes, that reverberates through my body, soul Wrecking havoc, creating chaos!
Time flies by Only to return with the deja vu of a moment of unconcern. Before the memories die an untimely death, Just gonna...