th3ory
New member
I'm hanging on by one thing
And one thing only
A moment
A moment in which you are right there
In front of me
A moment in which i see my reflection
Upon a mirror of broken glass
next to you
but it is real.
and the shattered glass is piecing itself together again
slowly
but it is.
and thats all that matters.
And one thing only
A moment
A moment in which you are right there
In front of me
A moment in which i see my reflection
Upon a mirror of broken glass
next to you
but it is real.
and the shattered glass is piecing itself together again
slowly
but it is.
and thats all that matters.