It happened one winter
when all that I had was hope and a heart that was tender.
I saw him smiling across the street
thats when I knew that my new life has begun.

I erased all my thoughts and walked towards him,
he looked but could never recognize me.
I gave him all my keys to read me,
but what he did was drop them without even caring.

Maybe it got too late to realize-
that I was never the one,
all the prayers I did for him
were left so undone.

It took me dozen of sleepless nights
and tens of attacks,
I look at his photos with watery eyes
knowing I could never get him back.

It was about to start winter
when all I had was just a broken heart.
I saw him smiling across the street
but this time-
Maybe I knew I wasn’t the one but he was.
Maybe I knew I couldn’t fit in the place but he had.

Heart in a million pieces I decided to walk away,
telling the world – that’s the day I died again.

Should I go back to him?- is a question still left unanswered
If I could break on his shoulder