martes, 23 de agosto de 2011

Baby it's getting harder each passing day. You teared me apart. I can't understand, can't follow the story, how did we end up like this? I've been talking to my pillow, I think she hates me too. Ask her if you don't believe me.. Sometimes I feel this never happened, like we've never met, like we've never felt anything. It feels unreal, but I still smell your perfume wandering in the wind, I catch a glance from your eyes like I am looking into your soul, I feel your fingertips going down my face, I remember the way you used to play with the ring you gave me.. I can see us watching the stars; don't you? Don't you remember? Don't you know me at all? What happened? Can you tell me?

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