About something

Максим Милаушкин
I suppose that I made a mistake
When I called you again in that evening
You just wanted me to whisper your name
But it wasn’t the name I’d been thinking

I was thinking of you the hole time
Days and nights I remembered the story
That you told me when we were alright
But that time is a part of this story

I am scared of being alone
I don’t know why there is such bad feeling
Maybe I am afraid if you leave
Then my life won’t have any meaning

I don’t know why I called you again
Maybe I’ve just gave up being selfish
Maybe this is because I still love
And I’m ready to get my redemption

I remember I tried to refresh
All the memories we got together
But it’s hard to recall them again
Even if you believe that they real

So my friend as I said: My mistake!
I shouldn’t have to disturb you, so sorry
Our friendship is over which means
I’ll never see you in one trolley...