I miss the feeling;

Sunshine's glowing in my stomach
Waves crashing up my lungs
And lost words for being in awe of someone


- The time I had a whole tempest inside my body when you looked at me

They say

Home is not a place you find
It's a place you build

But how am I supposed
To build anything
Out of rotten wood
And broken glass?

- too perish to stand on its feet

And I got lost into emotions

Of the past
Of others
Of moments

Of every emotion
That buried my own

- how much it's too much?

There's sugar on my fingertips
There's drops on my cheeks

I don't even love you anymore, but
I'm still in love with the couple we were

-A picture was all it took to bring me back

I don't expect for nothing
I'm just a spectator

I want to take my shot
But how could I
When I don't even know
Where the bullets at?

- I don't even know from where to start