I was just hanging there
Thinking about you
And a tear felt down my face
It didn't feel warm
It wasn't cold either
It was nothing
It didn't even hurt anymore
I can't feel nothing
It's just that nothing make me feel alive anymore
Maybe I'm not
Maybe I shouldn't be
That's when I decide
That it was over
That's when I decide
To **** myself
To die

To me you will always be
the rising suns,
the sinking moons,
and all the stars that come
in-between.
The sound of rain
and river stones,
the warmth of my sheets and
the ache in my soul.