everything has it's beauty ... only the leaving ... with no reason ... with no farewell ... it kills with a sharp knife ... kills all sweet moments ... that we really lived and felt .... but no one can see and feel ... only the one who got this knife ... in the depth of the heart ... the who got killed ... and got alone with no soul ...
soul running alone ... right now with no one ... alone remembering ... all moments that left ... all feelings of love ... to whom who killed this love ...
alone soul ... flying right now ... alone there in the sky ... with all sadness ... crying ... yelling ... alone... no one can heart ... only the lover ... who been killed by this knife ... by the lover's hand ... by the one whom we loved ... whom we gave all love for ...
lost soul ... killed ... and with it ... killed all beautiful moments ...
everything has it's beauty ... even the wounds of love ... makes us remembering ... that we were in love ...