what's the point if you're going to be hurt in the end? what's the point if you're going to be laughed at in the end? whats the point if you're going to leave in the end? what's the point if you're going to die in the end? what's the point?
you're telling me I forgot but do you remember that day when we laughed about your laugh do you remember that day when you cried on my shoulder because you hated yourself do you remember that day when you fell asleep while we talked do you remember that time when you told me you liked my smile do you remember that?
A hall is just a hall until it is filled with people. A box is just a box until it is filled with objects. A glass is just a glass until it is filled with liquid. A heart is just a heart until it is filled with emotions. Otherwise its just empty.
She saw the stars and the skies and the seas But she saw no beauty in them. She heard the music and the laughter and the quiet But heard no joy in them. She smelled the flowers and the honey and the air But she smelled no fragrance in them. She tasted the sweetness and the salts and the berries But she tasted no sweetness in them. She felt the wind and the breeze and the warmth But she felt no comfort in them. That's what it felt like, drowning.