lovelovelove ...
It's almost three in the morning, and I'm crying. Tiziano Ferro E
play like any child fuck.
I cry because I feel lonely, because all around me I see only ... love.
And I'm still standing here, wondering if I'll ever be able to love other people apart ... those I left behind.
And I'm sorry to jump up at times, but do not understand, I really do not understand, which is a reaction that comes like waves of the sea?
I flinch, I try to escape, and then overflows, it becomes the wave of hate unnecessary and repetitive as ...
because ...
deniable and denied the Curo
can I live the memories And I forget
me and I lose hope that when
only losing that much
You stay with me
these are the only words that can explain what happened between us.
If I said yes ... we would not still be here.
And I could not have what little I have.
I cling to the hope that the sun shines upon this fine and persistent rain, but water is loosening the grip ... the world crumbles and I'm still on the edge of that ravine. But now I know, I see it, and I'm terrified.
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