what is going on with me?
Every day just seems like the end.
A continuous scene that repeats itself.
I dream nightmares, and scream memories.
Every minute i remember, and forget all at the same time.
It haunt me to think of his face in any other way than that of my love
Yet what if he were gone tomorrow?
Could I still taste his lips?
Would I feel his touch?
Hear his voice whispering my name?
I underestimate the love i have.
Don't show the warmth and compassion that lines my skin.
I'm under valuing him
When his worth more than anyone can amount to.
He's a ghost that show up to take away my loneliness
happiness replaces that gap that is left behind
with out him I couldn't go on
day by day ; torture wakes
to smile across my face
Please come back my love and take back its place.