It’s just like the rain on November
When the chill feels right up to my sleeves
It’s happens when I remember the story of you
What you did behind my back
It keeps getting to me
To feel the first pain in the naïve ways
Like a marked stamped on my forehead
Look what a foolish girls I am
The fears of losing you
Affected me in everywhere
Threatening my sane self to stand up in the cold floor
Reaching for every possibility that can hold me
I’m just listening to the words you say
Never speak up as I should have
Like there is a hundred pounds of chain on my mouth
Stopping me from bursting in front of you
It’s like a journey on the long road
Never seem to stop anywhere
The never ending cycle
Makes me numb in every sense of life
I keep enduring it
Even when what I supposed to do is leaving you
But when every time i tried
It’s like a thousand thorns keeping me stilled in this desolate place
