Half
I want to divide my heart into two parts
One is for loving you
One is for hating myself for loving you
One is for missing you
One is for trying to erase the memories about you
Why is love like a paradox?
No matter what I do
You stay in every piece of my memories
The guitar is playing the song of yesterday
The song of you
You seemed so far
Out of the small room we had those days
And I am so far from yesterday
Is there the rain flowing into the river of memories
Washing all the things we had together?
You were here, in my heart
But it wasn't me in the memory flashed in your eyes!
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