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So this is how it is

and this is how it was

for me on the day

I read your letter

the one you let everyone see

And it's strange to say

that I've given up

thought I'd always love you

but maybe you're right

and I never loved at all

Just wasted nights

quiet suicidal dreams

where you hold hands

with me

So when I read you letter

I walked up the stairs

praying no one would notice

Up the stairs

but there's no door to the roof

Believe me

all I wanted was

to swing my legs out over the edge

Oh don't worry

those who threaten suicide

never jump

and it may not be high enough anyway

But I want to go there

just in case

Look at the sky

dream a little

and once you hit the ground

it doesn't mean anything



Love, it's never enough only to bleed for you

and I know I should stop the bleeding

but I don't want to

Though I know to you I'm nothing

You can't look past my eyes

to find my soul

if I still have one

for it may have been captured by you

on that day we danced

foolishly

in the lightning and the rain