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17 de septiembre de 2011

A little bit Stronger ♫


I woke up late today and I still felt the sting of the painbut I brushed my teeth anyway, got dressed through the mess and put a smile on my face. "I got a little bit stronger".

Riding in the car to work and I'm trying to ignore the hurt, so I turned on the radio, stupid song made me think of you. I listened to it for a minute, but then I changed it and I'm getting a little bit stronger... Just a little bit stronger.

I'm done hoping that we can work it out, I'm done with how it feels. Spinning my wheels and letting you drag my heart around, and I'm done thinking you could ever change. I know my heart will never be the same but I'm telling myself I'll be okay, even on my weakest days I get a little bit stronger.

It doesn't happen overnight, then you turn around and months gone by and you realize you haven't cried. I'm not giving you an hour, or a second, or another minute longer, I'm busy getting stronger.

Getting along without you, baby.
I'm better off without you, baby.
How does it feel without me, baby?
I'm getting stronger without you, baby.