Marks
Feeling empty, is not new, is a sentiment that is repeated enough here.
know I miss you, do not get the deaf ear. Given my mistakes, considering how much I deserve this decline, considering that ever come back.
Is it possible to be happy again? Who knows ... it costs me, even though I try desperately.
Añorándote, watching memories, I am full of memories, even looking at my arm, yes, there are always present, my skin bears the marks of this feeling evil and obsessive. Are the marks that my body knows that I deserve to go, because I made you unhappy, because I should never cross your path, because it never should confess anything.
I love you, but no matter, it's really impossible to believe anything I say now.
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