Sober by Kelly Clarkson
And I don’t know
This could break my heart or save me
Nothing’s real
Until you let go completely
So here I go with all my thoughts I’ve been saving
So here I go with all my fears weighing on me
Three months and I’m still sober
Picked all my weeds but kept the flowers
But I know it’s never really over
And I don’t know
I could crash and burn but maybe
At the end of this road I might catch a glimpse of me
So I won’t worry about my timing, I want to get it right
No comparing, second guessing, no not this time
Three months and I’m still breathing
Been a long road since those hands I left my tears in but I know
It’s never really over, no
Wake up
Three months and I’m still standing here
Three months and I’m getting better yeah
Three months and I still am
Three months and it’s still harder now
Three months I’ve been living here without you now
Three months yeah, three months
Three months and I’m still breathing
Three months and I still remember it
Three months and I wake up
Three months and I’m still sober
Picked all my weeds but kept the flowers
Ever heard a song that made you cry the first time you hear it? To me, this is the song. I wouldn't be timid and not admit that I don't cry. Everyone will cry. I thought I would be able to hold up whatever feeling I have inside and keep them quietly. But it seems that it's really hard for someone to be able to fully control their own feelings. Especially lately, the longer the time goes without someone that you love by your side, the harder it is to stop the feeling of missing someone. When you desire for the person's return to your side, you longed for the warmth, and you wished for the presence of that someone, but somehow, reality seems to push you back from paradise and letting you to suffer the mortal pain of the heart. It's hurts deeply...for I have woken up
-June 08, 2007
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