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tell me why

Tell me why i cannot step out of the car, right now, while my mind ask me to jump out of this story.

Tell me why i just can't stop all of this, tears like rain upon my face, i squeeze my heart and fall.

Tell me what will come next, where's next bus stop for us, how long do we have to resist before we take two different roads.

God knows how hard i tryed to keep close all little parts of this love, broken like last picture printed out as a puzzle, a preview of our future.

Strange, yeah, isn't it ??

Tell me why i should cry for you, you, just you and not someone else.

I will survive, you too, enjoy.