Teardrops.

And what about rainy days and teardrops falling on the cheek?
And what would happen' if I switched role with the rain?
Is she feeling like me,does she know how is to be broken-hearted?
Would she know what to say to my beloved when she sees him?
I'm afraid not..or maybe just to pour some teardrops on him..but again,he doesn't deserve that.
I love him though he may not deserve it.I trusted him all these years with my heart and soul and he never ever kept his promises.I was blindfolded by his sweetness and by his superficial way of being.
So I was wondering,sitting alone in the rain,why did I loved him all the way?My heart was pounding still after all these years when I remember his face..his look.
I have to move on for the sake of myself and my friends.I'm blocked between my past,my present and I'm afraid to admit about my future too.
Many times I tried to move on,but he always came back to me..calling me "Layla".
I was starting to wonder if we were to different people,like yin and yang,good and bad or..queen and bishop.All this time we were playing with such madness,pure madness,at some point I think it was love,but not ordinary love,crazy exciting painfully love.
But so..why do I keep thinking of this?Why did he had to be two-faced?Questions that remain..
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=cI3XaB64fys
Dedicated to a special person.