I am going to cry when its all over.
Oh, I am going to cry so much tears.
My heart will cry along with me.
It will later mock me because it told me so,
So that I could be warned
But my stubbornness,
I confused it as me being a strong girl,
And so it prevailed and now I’m in deep shit…
It stinks, anticipating the end;
The day you will stop finding my jokes that once made your stomach rumble with laughter no longer funny.
The day you will stop and stare at my picture, put it faced down and chuckle.
The day I will walk pass your house and you would hide from me.
The day I will no longer cross your mind…
Anticipate with me,
Let your fingers shake like mine
Let your palms become sweaty
Why don’t you burn in coldness
Die a million times from heartache
Have sleepless nights
No, Insomnia would be best…
Why don’t you tell me sweet words of comfort like the others did…
Why don’t you try to convince me that it’s you and not me,
Whose got the problem?
You, for ever wanting to stay
With a crazy girl like me.