Nothing is real.
Nothing is attacking me.
Everything is attacking me.

You can't really be sure of something unless you do something about it.
Here i am dying, dying to know what you think of me.
So scared to make a move, scared of rejection.
I still don't know what to do,
sitting here as always,
thinking of you.

I would be gone,
Gone very far away from you,
You won't be able to find my existence  anymore,
I would be gone.
The time which we spent will now be a memory,
And I would like you to remember me for all those smiles which you gave while we were together,
Sooner you'll realise that I'm gone.
I don't know if you'll ever try to find me,
If you would ever search for me,
But I would be gone.
My silence would be my presence,
And the stupid **** I talked would be just words,
Words which you'll never ever hear again,
Words which were the strongest thing I ever held,
Now seem to fade away.
The voice will fade away,
And soon I would be gone.
The love for you would always remain in there,
And I would be happy enough if you would retain it.
For long time, as soon as the world would be ours,
With no complaints,
I would stay there in your heart.
I'm gonna go far off,
And my presence would be an empty slot in your arms.
And then you would look back,
But I will been long gone.