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Promenading on the Fine Line

Sunday, August 5, 2012 @ 1:00 AM
Room for happiness.

Sometimes I wish I never felt the influence of you
Cause now I feel the disconnect, like an open wound
Where you once were, there is a space that runs as deep as hell
But every morning when I wake I tell myself
Don’t be fooled by your emptiness,
There’s so much more room for happiness

So beautiful... so haunting, yet Grey's voice is soothing to the soul, with the harmonic sounds of the violins&cellos.

It was like a typical drama scene today... After I sought for some closure at 10:30pm, I took a long walk back home. I sat on the porch steps for quite a while, and then rain started to fall in parallel with mine... It was fitting. But the only thing missing from this drama is that hero didn't come back to save the day.