Dienstag, 8. Januar 2013
"oh" often means "it hurts", but you don't get it. you never get
anything. you fucking make my whole day, I stay awake most of the
nights, then I fall asleep for maybe two hours, but I still awake early
every damn morning, because I want to see if you're alive, I want to see
your beautiful smile, your lips which make it, your face, your so
lovely character and everything that makes you perfect for me. I breathe
because I have the thoughts you might breathe in the same rythm and the
same beat with me. I never get over you - even if you think so. I need
you. Damn, I need you. I need you so much, but I'm too scared to show,
because I'm so fucking kinda scared of what comes next... I might just
die if you forget our moments, because they are still there - stuck in
my head. In my dreams I kissed you. And you kissed me back. Maybe let's
get drunk and say each other everything we're too afraid to say. Even
better if we're not drunk, but I know it's better to live on your feet
than to die on your knees, so I WON'T fucking say these things to you
when I'm dry. Because that can kill me, that can kill everything we
have. Even if there's nothing we have. It's hard to explain... I mean
'hold on, pain ends' - that's what makes me stay strong, because I hope
these sting and pain could end - someday.
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