And then suddenly the
skies break into thunders and the whole world seems to tell you that this was
going to happen sooner or later, you just kept dreaming and now, like an
ice-cold shower hitting your mind and you realize all that fantasy, all those
dreams, they are all gone now, because nothing will be the same, there was a
something that that other someone else had and you didn’t and all that got that
one a higher place than yours, a privilege that you would never have, and even
if you did now, someone was there before you, even when you got there first.
So he picked a someone
else, so he turned and had a different choice, there’s a difference between you
and his choice, yeah, you were there, you tried your best, everyone just seemed
to be on your side, everyone just seem to support you and tell you how good you
were, how much you could give and how lucky someone would be when they settle
down with you what a great couple you could be, what a great happiness you both
could achieve.
But instead of you he
picked someone else, and you with all that support and those dreams are now
crashed, before the thunder can rip the skies your dreams were ripped from top
to bottom, being alone and those sweet dreams apart. Let the thunder crash the
silence, let the thunder scream your hurt and disappoint, let the thunder shout
out this wrath, let the thunder rip the skies apart.
And yeah she choose
someone else, you were always there for her, every sad moment, every lonely
spot, every sensitive situation, and it was you who were there for her, to cup
her face when was crushed, to help her up on her feet when life hit her hard,
it was you the one who remained by her side, treasuring every tear, enjoying
every laugh every moment spent together was worth more than a million dollars
and now she turned her back.
Seems you weren’t that
amazing, seems you weren’t as a great support as you think you were, seems all
your efforts were just not that great, and seems you were just not enough. So
now she picked someone else someone that apparently fills the space, someone
that apparently will fill the shoes, someone who will be enough, unlike you,
when you gave everything, and everything wasn’t enough. So let the thunder
crash the silence, let the thunder scream your hurt and disappoint, let the
thunder shout out this wrath, let the thunder rip the skies apart.
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