those letters I wrote for you are still haunting me
precious words that were destined to be

we had great times, I agree
but now, empty words is all I see.

with our story, I am done.
still gonna keep the memories when you used to be my sun

the same day you burned those words, you burned my love

now my words are no longer yours.
I already cut those strings and closed the doors

and baby guess what?
for you, there are no longer butterflies in my gut

- gio, 01.02.2019