"But if I let you go, I will never know
What my life would be holding you close to me
Will I ever see you smiling back at me?
How will I know if I let you go?
Night after night I hear my self say
Why can't this feeling just fade away?
There's no one like you, you speak to my heart
Its such a shame we're worlds apart"
Something bad happened last night. I could sense it..
As the kite soars high above the skies, the more farther it is away from me. Pulling it too close only increases the possibility of the string getting snapped. Should I cut the string attaching to the kite and me when I still got the chance?
