In the swamp of sorrowes

I would give up everything just to have him hold me again, say it was all a bad dream... But it was not a nightmare...
I felt it clear in my soul before i ran away, before i left it all befinde...
Will i ever be able to come back.

For a while it felt like home. I was naive i should know by now to trust my inner voice.
I trusted him, i belived in his words... But now they ring falsh in my heart as his actions spoke the truth... Sitting here alone...

I am not angry he broke it off, i knew it would come, i am just sad, that i keep hoping that he will come back.
When he said he would always be there for me, when he said he loved me more than anything else in this world, that he wanted me to some day be his wife and that nothing was worth living without me... I guess there was a time frame he forgot to mention...

It is silly of me to have fallen so hard we were only together for a couple of months.

I know i am not the first to cry over løst love and to feel the Schou of a brølende heart.

I can run to the end of the earth and still there is nowhere to hide from the pain ripping my soul apart.

I know i should just let him go, i told him i would... But i cant put the necklace away, i hold on like my life depended on it...

Tomorrow ill send the letter to Nomine... I hope he will understand why i needed to run...

Where to? I dont Even know where i am, just walking... Running until i almost pass out...

Each pain makes me stronger
Each betrayal makes me smarter
Every dissapointment makes me learn
Each experiance makes me wise

The darkness is like a warm blanket around me keeping me safe, the whispers so clear as they tell me to give in and the pain will go away...

Never... The pain is all i have... Now

Will he make the that special rose for another i wonder, has he already?
He said that that one kind was just for me... I hope that at least was one truth...