Deception of not being there at time,
Of not telling you what I felt for you,
Of wanting to be happy in a cruel world,
I’m only falling in a big depression,
I considered you once like an obsession,
My sweet obsession,
but when they took you,
All came down,
My world that only for you was created.
Now that everything is over I could tell you yhis:
Your love was like the red of the bleeding on your coffin door.
Now there’s nothing left to do,
If you’re not here …
The one that kept me alive
 Dark_Zero_Love · Mon Apr 09, 2007 @ 03:30am · 2 Comments |
