Could it Be.. GEDICHT

Kijk, ik heb ook een gedicht geschreven. Niets persoonlijks hoor...

I thought you were different
The longer I watched you, the better I saw the truth
It all starts at the Saturday event

From the moment that I saw you standing
My heart was beating harder
I believed you were everything

But they say : The truth is always showing up at the end
And they are damn right

Not even a goodbye
Not even a little cry
This was the last time we will meet
And so on,
It becomes tender, my heartbeat

I still love you
But don't know what to do

That night, I just died on the floor
All you ever said to me is history
What a story..
That I still adore.