Nothing has changed since that 14th, the same room, the same emptyness.
Just, that, now, I've realized again, that I'm just me without you.
But I cannot love without you.
I can breathe, or have fun, or eat, or... Smile.
But I cannot love without you.
I cannot get lost in another eyes, I've tried.
I just don't wanna love without you.
It would hurt, and make me feel stupid at least 1 hour everyday.
And everytime I see you, I will feel like wanna die in your fucking arms.
No, it ended.
I won't come back.
But I just don't wanna love without you.
Wanna see you smile, laugh, and be the happiest man that my eyes can see,
but I'm afraid of that.
I'm afraid of what you make me.
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