A story of a boy, a girl and a time well spent
A fairytale with a beginning but with a missing end
Could it have been that I’d found my Juliet?
A wave in the curtains when I thought romance was dead
But the balcony was always too high for me to reach
Not just family but torn apart by countries
We build a foundation and faced the fears of doubt
These walls I once raised where for you to tear down
And as when we left each it all turned cold as snow
Sometimes I still hear your voice as you whisper `don´t go`
You took a part of me but it wasn’t all theft
Because when you told me to stay I never really left
It feels like a century since you held my withering heart
A long forgotten memory now only written in scars
It’s been a while now and this probably doesn’t matter
But I’m still searching for where to start the next chapter