Books author - "Jeff X"
There is a pain that is and has only been felt by you, that will never be felt by anybody else, has never been felt by anyone else but you How does it feel knowing that there is a pain, That is as unique as your own heart?
Listening to rock music as a catharsis for my soul Yet, somehow I end up more lonely ------------------- Irony is not what it used to be.
This is no longer about anybody. Yet, it is for everybody. It is about moments. It is about the fleetingness of passion. Since I wrote this two years ago I came to a realization - love is beautiful because it is ephemeral. What a tragedy.
There is a pain that is and has only been felt by you, that will never be felt by anybody else, has never been felt by anyone else but you How does it feel knowing that there is a pain, That is as unique as your own heart?
Listening to rock music as a catharsis for my soul Yet, somehow I end up more lonely ------------------- Irony is not what it used to be.
This is no longer about anybody. Yet, it is for everybody. It is about moments. It is about the fleetingness of passion. Since I wrote this two years ago I came to a realization - love is beautiful because it is ephemeral. What a tragedy.