A KNIFE
LEFT BEHIND
He who
said i'm not walk alone,
In the
end, i walk alone
He who
said he does, love me
In the
end, he does, leave me
He who
held my hand tightly,
Finally disappeared, slightly
Love is
a game, a heart game, a hard game.
Easy
for those who love to play around
And
hard for those who always lose
I
be(lie)ved him...
He won
the game, i got the pain...
He
likes jokes and i was the joke
He
loved me in a summer heat
Was
falling... in love
Winter
came before us...
Spring
never showed up
And the
next summer is just a dream
I was
once saw the love in his eyes...
I
memorized how his gaze locked and frozen me down
I
remembered the way he held my hand
And
showed the world he was mine
I remembered
those promises that faded away
And im
wondering if it was true, for real?
It
feels so hurt how those eyes looked into mine...
How the
world seems stop spinning around...
How it
was only about him and me...
Those
jokes, those smiles, and those laughs...
How i
feel so happy only to see those smile...
Once
again, only if i could...
Those
envy look when they were staring at me...
At
us... at “we... were”
Why am
i still playing while the game has ended already?
Why do
i hate to hear the thing i fear the most?
There’s
always a fight even there’s no war...
No
answer... no feed back, no solution
This is
my battle!!!
A battle that has no end because no one start
the attack
A
battle that im not sure if he’s worth enough to be fighting for
A
battle inside my heart telling me this and that
A
battle in my mind telling me to stay alive
There’s
no more an arrow in the heart,
Its
only a knife left behind...
Too
much holes,
A
puzzle cant be solved,
Too
many pieces couldn’t be found
I
thought the love was real
The
truth had unrevealed
I never
asked why is it gone
Cause i
just wanna move on
I
always wonder why
It
became this way
I
understand now
A man
can be soo damn good when he’s in love
But
could totally be a jerk once he lose appetite.
So,
from zero to Adele, how much your heartache is?
