You tend to me
in a way
no one else has before,
letting me grow
anew.

My burning desire to kiss her golden lips
is easily satisfied
But my sinful urge to keep my eyes closed
leaves my indecision amplified

There is still time
To have breakfast in bed
after we woke up
There is time to talk
Slowly
Carefully
Picking words which don’t hurt
We can still hold hands
Gaze into each other’s eyes
Be kind
Be nice
We still have time to laugh
Watch each other smiles
And be amazed
Everyday

It is not too late

another day
I am reminded
you don't care about me

another day
I wonder why me
when will you disappear

another day
another day
I hope these days go away

another day
waiting for this to end

I'm not heartless, I've just learned to use my heart less

Wrote your name on another bridge today,
the second one since I left a month ago.
In another world, maybe,
I keep doing this until I die.
In another world, perhaps,
you do the same with mine.

I have no idea
what's worse:

to wake up
to
everyone
leaving,

to wake up
alone
or

to even
wake up
at
all.