He'll come to you showing his heart bleeding
Sobbing, cursing telling you that she left.
And you'll give him comfort
Then you spend nights healing his scars, listening to his cries, sowing his heart back to its place,
And he'll get used to it
But everytime it happens
He looks at you and asks why does it feel
Like it's always the first time
When in fact it is a never ending cycle?
Then you left without even thanking her.
And come back begging for another healing
But she's done serving you.
We'll soon realize
That there are two types of people in this world
The one that we love the most and spend the rest of our whole life with that losing this person is not a big deal 'cause we know they'll come back.
Destiny will bring them back to us
And the one that we can never ever hold into our arms
But staying by their side makes us so alive and breathing is much more easier
and we know that if we lose this person
We will lose them forever
So we will hide them in our most sacred place
Protected and untouched.