Jun 07, 2008 21:55
"You were the light in the street, and you didn't tell me. You listened to me carefully as I saw the words that I thought in your eyes. Now those words seem faded, empty, far away. I don't have the strength to say them. I ignore them. I don't believe in them anymore.... Your free, and you're leaving. I thought of leaving too but to go where? We leave to give up, and by doing so we miss out on the chance to make things better. If all of us leave, no one will ever change anything. Nobody, ever, nothing. The world is inside of us. We are the creators of our destiny, even though we don't realize it. I forgot my loneliness with you, and now you're leaving. It'll be hard. You say goodbye too. You taught me that words are important, but im not a writer; i wrote to you from the heart."