It’s not the goodbyes that hurts,but the flashbacks that follow
I wasn’t waiting for a knight i was waiting for a sword.
It amazes me that nobody has realized how sad i actually am.Maybe all my fake laughs and smiles really do work.
I could build a castle out of all the bricks they threw at me,
Sometimes i can’t let go of want’s making me sad,Because it was the only thing i have left