segunda-feira, 17 de junho de 2013

What hurts the most

I can feel how much you miss me… when you look for me with those hungry eyes of yours and don´t find me waiting. Those love hungry eyes that scream how much you need me...

On those long lonely nights when you close your eyes and think I am there… only finding the cold lonely sheets and the smell I left …

I´ll never be there, I cannot lay there… no more… Don´t look for me, I am long gone… I lied... I cannot love, I don´t have a heart…