Some of us are made to believe
That we are meant to be together...
Forever.
But then destiny screws you up
Leaving you by yourself
Sitting there, thinking
He left you, right?
He broke your heart...
So you want to kill yourself
Thinking that maybe...
He will feel remorse, guilt
But you’re wrong
Because eventually, he will get over it
Because that’s how the way things work
So...we need to stay alive
Not to prove that life after him still exists
But to see how our story will end.
