.:It’s getting so much easier.

To not talk about,

to be without (you).

And you say you miss me.

And I miss to see you.

But now we’re on our own.
Atleast I’m being here alone.

At night those stars that I stand under

make me understand instead of wonder.

Leave the past behind and if you can

try to simply just remember who I am.

Remember what I said and done.

Remember there will be no other one:.