The
good memories hurt
The
bad memories hurt
Remembering
or not it just comes so naturally
I
certainly wish that the memories could vanish with the wind
Not
thinking or thinking
Everything
comes so naturally
Staying
still or moving
Everything
seems wrong
You’re
thousands miles away from me
But
why is it that not a single second I can’t stop think about you
Do
you know how much its driving me crazy??
I
don’t expect.. but I just wish you’d be nice enough someday
You’re
being nice or being mean, it doesn’t stop me from loving you
You’re
there or here it really doesn’t stop me
So
why why why why why it has to come to this..
You’re
pushing me to my limit
