The weather made your words even colder.

He made me forget my sad story;

And yet he started another one.

When I was a child, if i would have a wound.. A bandaid would be the best cure for it.
But now I'm old enough;
Can you tell me;
How do you heal a broken heart when you know this heart could never love this much again?

I wish a cup of cappuccino && a croissant would make my feelings all better again.

..&& don't you worry.
There's only one thing died.
A little thing called "love"
we used to feel inside.

We were so like dumb before.
How did we become so smart:
that we learned how to break each other's hearts?

It's him who lost more.
For I CAN love this much again
&& he cannot find anyone who loves like I do.

...&& I'll whisper to your ear...

...go on, fooling me.

His lies were too perfect;
That he made me cry perfectly
How he wanted me to.

We started as stragers;
Now we ended as if we were never a part of each other's lives.

We're now worse than strangers.