Why do people always need to hurt each other?
What is so funny,
about seeing a person being killed?
People who were at the wrong time,
the wrong place,
why do they always have to die?
Isn't there one thing that's certain in this world?
I saw how someone died,
and I can tell you this:
it wans't fun at all,
it hurts,
to see the person that you loved die in front of you,
it just hurts so fucking much.
Why can't I turn back time,
then things would be better,
for you,
because then you wouldn't have died there,
for me,
because then I could have moved when I saw that train.
But you died there,
and I couldn't move when I saw that train coming.
Many things would be different,
but it's to late,
I have to accept that you gave your life up for me,
but I just don't understand why.
Just don't forget,
how fucking much I love you.