28 April 2012
We were young and naive,
Didn't know what we needed,
Only wanted each other,
Oh what a mistake we made!
Nothing ever lasts,
Not even love as strong as ours,
Or was it weak? Were we simply blinded by what we wanted to be?
Put down the withered roses, love,
I don't want flowers anymore.
I want the pain to stop,
To turn back the clock,
And never made it happen.
Now I sit wallowing in tears,
Remembering our youthful years,
The places we'd meet,
The secrets we'd keep,
And I wish that you were here.
Young Hearts • Opuss № I