I remember there was a time

you were my sunday afternoon

a breezy bike ride in central park

a sun drenched picnic in june

you were my favorite book

the song i sang in my sleep

that comfy old hoodie

you adored but let me keep

but our world became cold

and you pushed yourself away

i lost a little piece of you

with every passing day

but you were a wildfire

never to be tamped 

i was a fragile sapling

that would never be the same

now you're in the silence

every empty glass of whiskey

and i replay that drunk voicemail

when you said that you missed me

but the time heals all wounds

ones that burn

ones that bleed

and this lonely scar

is exactly what i need.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=xW6C9Ea37yY

Once you've been hurt, you're so scared to get attached again. You have this fear that everyone you like is gonna break your heart.

Doch am dunkelsten ist die Nacht vor der Dämmerung

Yeah, I know It's hard to remember the people we used to be...
It's even harder to picture that you're not here next to me.
I said it's to late to make it. But is it too late to try?

Do you understand the difference about like and love? - yeah,you like me. I love you.