She got me in a some-sort-o' something when it comes to feelings. Bringin in peace, love, and all that comes so we're in a process of healing.
Oh shes got me.
Shes got me.
We're on a day light savings time when it comes to her because I can be her super hero and stop hell from hitting earth
Because shes got me.
Ohh shes got me.
She goes a long way and im here to stay. My miss lil lady. ❤. I miss my lady.
Like in a story she'd be the princes, The mistress, My miss anonymous and no body cant stop this.
She's The difference in my life that makes it all right, is our difference. It's her. We talk All day and night. We get along and never fight.
We built a fortis together with what we are and were Today, tomorrow, and the future. it feels right. Cause I know surely that i can Be there, she good For me, im good for her so No need to be scared.
no, no, no because Im here
And shes got me
You know i could use our lives, sit down, and write a book. Because this withdrawal from her makes me cope in a way that seems that Im hooked

But

I dont need drugs,

drank,

i dont need pills,

or bank...

...because i got her.
I got her.

She'll spend her last breathe on me
But i'd beg,
"No sweetie please!"
because I dont know what I'd do if she ever left me.
Dont you see? She's not just one. Shes one of a kind and together one of me combined and shes all mine.
She surely ain't a waste of my time
because shes got me.
Oh shes got me.
So, Dont you see? Shes not just one. Shes one of a kind and together one of me combined And shes all mine. So Sweetheart you surely aren't a waste of my time...
...Cause you've got me.
Yes

You've got me

I'm laying in bed hearing sharp sounds in my head.
Smelling the sent of pine from a memory of the trees back at my first home.
Thinking about that time when i wasn't so a lone.

Getting shivers from the slivers on my skin.
I Watch the blood leak out as the razor blade goes in.
It Sends A sense of fear and chills down to my bones.
But you'll never know what it's like to feel alone.

Trapped inside the mind, seeking a way out of something i just can't find, or get out of.
Loss and fear rush through my head and that's why i can't love.

The limit of acceptation to feel comfort of by any means is at its own stand still.
Which has me thinking, "These thoughts could ****! What's wrong with me? Am I ill?"

At times i feel that people and the life around me are living and i'm just the time keeper.
Other times, it's like the world is on pause and I'm the attention seeker.

How can life put me through this? It's made me so sore.
This is hell for me On earth,
And that makes me not want to live anymore.

It's so strange to be growing older
Somehow I thought I'd never see this day
I will miss things the way they were
Now that everyone's moving away

You left to escape, to grow, to learn
We won't be the same people when we return
Phone Calls and postcards from far away
About weather and work and not what you wanted to say

It's so strange to feel that distance
Our old  forgotten moments are following me around
When I finally move on I guess I´ll miss them
They are proof of something I don´t have now

I left to be free, to dream, to thrive
To find the meaning in being alive
Never answered your postcards, never picked up the phone
To become someone else than the girl you left all alone

It's so strange to see the world changing
More and more for every passing hour
You cared, but I could never become your everything
So I had the heartache, and you had all the power

You left to run, to fly, to be understood
You said she got you better than I could
But history like ours rarely dies
You never meant it when you said goodbye

It's so strange to be growing older
At least it is easier to forgive and forget
But I still think about us when I see you with her
You moved back into the street where we first met

I left to thrive, to grow old, to grow up
Now I guess friendship has to be enough
It hurt but deep down I'm glad you came back to stay
Now that everyone's moving away

You are back,
yet you have to leave so soon.
You can leave the door open,
I really don't mind.
Just be careful along the road,
mind not,
I will be tired seeking in you in the darkness
so maybe, I will just sit here inside for a while.
But the door is open,
if someone closes that, it won't be me.
But feel free to come back, break the door if you need to.
Just remember, finish the tea before you leave again.

Visit me soon, kay? Ciao