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sexta-feira, março 30, 2007
it's not me...
Why? I can’t stop write... its good I think…
I really wish to find myself… But where I am lost in someplace, in sometime… I wish my other side… I wish my truly smile… I wish you… ok I’m sad here… but what can I do? I tried sex with a man but it will be so surface… and I will feel dirty… How can I forget a dream? I told you all my feelings… You saw my soul… but you don’t saw my naked body…and now… you will forget me… you quit… because you don’t believe or maybe you never loved me… because you are realistic… you realize all your life… and it is without me… it’s the easy way… but I don’t say that you are wrong… Maybe the only way it’s hate you deeply… love and angry… I quit talk to you… now I will talk to me… one day I forget… I swear… or I woke up and saw that it was a sweet dream… and the end was so sad like the life without you… |
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