To move on, or to cry.
shed tears which will run dry,
never more shell I suffer,
I shell not continue like that.

He wished me well, does he lie?
what I need less right now is to try,
I wish not to make false moves,
I wish not to regret anymore.

I somehow do it all wrong, and why?
does it belong to the fact I sigh,
silent instead of shouting it out,
I keep all inside and let the feeling die.