This is for you. Yes, you. You're who I'm writing for. It was started for someone else, but now, it's for you. So don't think this is an accident, because you are right where you're supposed to be.
7.08.2014
the one you left at the airport
You said what's past is past
What's done is done
But I still can't understand why
You say it defines you
Though you left it behind
But as you wish, I guess this is goodbye
You stood at the station
You said to me
And saw in the distance disaster
Luggage and tracks
Passports and train wrecks
Without me you said you'd fly faster
I tried to be distant
Aloof, apathetic
I tried so hard to be mad
So I'd have something to feel
But then I realized
That your life was all yours that you had
So I'm waiting for
Your foretold failure
And I'm growing more sure that you meant it
But the white flag you waved
Is all I hold dear
So as for me, with my life I'll defend it.
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