Saturday, 10 February 2007

The End Of Things

When you gave up
I turned around
And walked away
I made a mistake
Of not telling myself
Not to look back
Of not promising myself
Not to look back
So from time to time
I turned around
You are standing there
So near yet so far
As time goes by
You became a fuzzy silhouette
But still I stared
There I stood

Hoping for a miracle
Waiting for the call that never came
One day the phone beeped
I know I'm not important to you
When I became part of your 'hi all'
I know you're not important to me
When I decided not to save your number
This is the end of things

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