Killing me are the thoughts of you that still resides within my head.
Im having a paranoia that Im thinking to stuff it with lead.
My heart tells me to love you still.
But my brain is profoundly against it that its about to loose its will.
Every day your face is taunting me.
Retiring at night with your smile that  keeps haunting me.
Lurking in my dreams is your ever shapeless silhouette.
Yet your laughter reminds me of a face that I can't forget.
Not a moment that belongs to eternity that I regret.