Tell me what made you love me
What made you still
Look at stars
with tears in your eyes
Pretend like you have shiny wings
that you would flap any minute from now on,
if it’s flying it would take to be joyful.
Why did you collect all your tear drops in a bottle
There are holes in our pockets
memories are marking the places we’ve been to
Why are we holding on
Why are we letting go
Birds sing better than flutes
Even when they don’t mean to
Sad birds sing happy songs
Happy songs rest on tree tops and wait
longing to belong to sad hearts
Tell me that one thing forced you not to hate even at times of wars.
Sun wont set like this again.
We wont meet again.
We wont part again.
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