For Her

I didn't used to deal with ghosts before meeting that girl. For her I almost believed that words could be less painful than the truth behind the silence. I never needed to admit the mistakes that I did not commit but I had to accept that the dreams began and sank when we'd been lost in our own illusions. Everything would be different if i had a bit of attention with what appeared to be a sensible way of dealing with problems. The love I've had for her is like nothing I've ever felt before. If I knew the meaning of itself I would tell her but I was so tired of searching so I let the time would keep my secrets of yesterday for no more sadness back to my days. I wonder why she left me before going to the other side of fullness. We haven't finished it yet but I've been looking for my unfinished plans every time I saw her. Some people never know when love means renouncing so I'll stay by myself for a long, long time.