sábado, 4 de setembro de 2010
(Ever)ything to say
Finally you're here, you're late... Why are you so late? Something happend? I'm so afraid with the idea of loosing you! Please never be late again and promess me that wherever happens you are going to stay with me. Promess me that you are going to hold me tight in your arms, that you'll never leave me... Promess me, please! I need you here, by my side. Please stay... Don't go, don't do this to me... Where are you? I'm going to find you, please come here. My heart is broken, my tears are droping in my face. I can't take this anymore, you make a promess and now you're breaking the promess you made. I screamed so much that now I have no voice to tell you that I Love You. To teel you that I want to spend the rest of my life with you, looking at your beautiful blue eyes and kissing your lips. Now you're gone and I'm nothing... Goodbye my lover.
(Thank god this was just a nightmare and you are still here with me...)
I never had given much though about the way I die, but dying instead of someone I love seems a really good way to go.
Catarina
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