Everything still adds up to you
I thought the wave of memories have died
While the tears crashing down stops,
When the world stops turning
and the sight is still, and quiet
I could hear my heart saying it is still you.
Nobody has ever broken my walls
as well as you did
And even if I have built them up strongly
At the sight and thought of you it crumbles
as if it were made of paper.
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