I don't know the song's official meaning, but last night I was walking home from work. It was midnight, rain was pouring down, and the streets were deserted. When Boulevard of Broken Dreams started playing on my phone, I couldn't help but smile and start singing along.
Walking down that empty midnight street, it felt like the song just "fit."
The truth is, I am alone. I have a bad habit of pushing people away and hiding my emotions. I've been called an asshole, cold-hearted, and similar by the masses that don't know me.
Sometimes I wish someone would find me, but until then I walk alone.
I don't know the song's official meaning, but last night I was walking home from work. It was midnight, rain was pouring down, and the streets were deserted. When Boulevard of Broken Dreams started playing on my phone, I couldn't help but smile and start singing along.
Walking down that empty midnight street, it felt like the song just "fit."
The truth is, I am alone. I have a bad habit of pushing people away and hiding my emotions. I've been called an asshole, cold-hearted, and similar by the masses that don't know me.
Sometimes I wish someone would find me, but until then I walk alone.