I'm hanging by every memory
By every smell, by every song and by every word
Always searching for a moment
To be alone
Just to think a little bit more about your eyes.
I don't want to forget you
You seem so unreal, like a ghost
Like you've suddenly died
Leaving me alone
In a world where I don't belong.
I have a hundred stones made of guilt
I'm carrying them on my shoulders
They weight on my heart
They reign my mind.
I have a hudred regrets
Haunting me,
Ripping me,
Disrupting my reality.
I hope at the end of this world
I'll feel your face again,
I'll look into your eyes
And I will tremble one last time.
Apr 13, 2019
Apr 13, 2019 at 11:07 AM UTC
I'm hanging by every memory
By every smell, by every song and by every word
Always searching for a moment
To be alone
Just to think a little bit more about your eyes.
I don't want to forget you
You seem so unreal, like a ghost
Like you've suddenly died
Leaving me alone
In a world where I don't belong.
I have a hundred stones made of guilt
I'm carrying them on my shoulders
They weight on my heart
They reign my mind.
I have a hudred regrets
Haunting me,
Ripping me,
Disrupting my reality.
I hope at the end of this world
I'll feel your face again,
I'll look into your eyes
And I will tremble one last time.
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