Day by day I slowly dry out until I'm not sure what it will be... I miss you all the time, I keep thinking that I'll see you soon and all this time apart is only a dream, unpleasant but a dream at last.
I keep thinking about wether it's my fault or not. What did I do wrong? What did I say to make you go away? I started to believe that all this thing is only an invention of yours to make me think that it's just a time apart from each other... now I don't know what to think.
I can't call you, you won't pick up the phone. I can't write you, you won't write me back... I thought maybe this way I can say what I feel without disturbing you and also as a way to work on all this thing... our time, our space... two things that I wish I could spend with you by my side.
I keep thinking about wether it's my fault or not. What did I do wrong? What did I say to make you go away? I started to believe that all this thing is only an invention of yours to make me think that it's just a time apart from each other... now I don't know what to think.
I can't call you, you won't pick up the phone. I can't write you, you won't write me back... I thought maybe this way I can say what I feel without disturbing you and also as a way to work on all this thing... our time, our space... two things that I wish I could spend with you by my side.
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