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| Leaving I have deleted your number from my cellphone I have decreased the time mentioning about you from my daily life I have covered your scent with my cologne I have hidden your picture in back of my family photo you've turned my proud into childness you've turned my pride into naiveness you have made all my friends care about how my life is going you have made my weakness walk alongside of your freedom would you feel better if I am not right next to you life gets a little bit harder without you you took the train of tomorrow when it arrived I would still be standing next to the rail after the train left just as the sky would have less clouds when cold wind starts when you are gone.... I would still be standing in the rain this is a translation of a song that daisy brought back to me when she came back from taiwan. i believe she loves it very much. and of course.. i would really want her to know that i would never let her be the one like the charactor of the song. she inspired me a lot. i wrote a lot of stories.. some of them are true.. some of them are somehow true. if it was not because of daisy.. i would never have written anything. but she hated when i wrote. she hated when i express my feelings in writing. not that she hated me writing.. she just does not want me to attract any unwanted attention. sometimes i really like to laugh about that idea.. come on! i am almost 33 and i am old.. all i really want in my life is waking up with someone that i love in my arm. and dear daisy knows exactly i wanted her to be the one. asked her to marry me.. more then a dozen times already...but she is far far away from me. didn't know what else to say..she felt insecure around me. she told me that i had turn her into the worst person she could ever be. i felt so sad. i had swear to myself that i would want her to be the happiest girl in the whole world. but i had failed to do so.. i want to do something different of course.. i am at the bottom of my life where i had lost everything that i own.. but i really don't want to lose my dear daisy. but how do i make a turn around? life just sucks without her being here. i would ask her to marry me again.. if i ever see her again.. |
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