If there ever was a test then I'd be better than the rest 'cause I know better than the most that love will haunt you like a ghost it's the everlasting feeling of not being who you want to of not saying what you mean to though you really, really want to
And as the ashes of the trees that you have burned down on your way comes together in a pile they form a mountain in my way and I know that I must force it to get out of here alive I try to think of something alse I try to keep the spirit high
But it's not love that makes you wiser makes you better ot refine you it's not love that keeps you fit pulls you up and realigns you it's the battle with yourself and it's the things that you must go through to get it right and get it over with and get back in the world
But it's not that I still want you you're not standing in my way and it's not that I feel lost and feel there's something left to say it just really left me that one question in my head: do you ever wish that you could just forget that we have met?