you love me with your hands, yet with your heart you forget that I am here. |
you love me with your hands, yet with your heart you forget that I am here. |
What I wouldn't do to be a ghost like you, to be somewhere new. To leave everything, the way you left everything that reminded you of me. |
Are we close enough? There is something I must confide. I think we've lost our touch. There's no sparkle in those eyes. What an awful mess I've made. There's nothing left to say. Every second's soaked in sadness. Every weekend is a war. And I'm drowning in the déjà vu. I've seen it all before. I'm sorry, love. It's not enough. We should feel the love so painfully it hurts right to the touch. I know it stings, I know this cuts. And I wish I could agree with you. But this love is not enough. It is not enough. |
You write such pretty words But life's no story book Love's an excuse to get hurt And to hurt "Do you like to hurt?" "I do! I do!" "Then hurt me.". |
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Leeftijd | 34 | ||||
Geboortedatum | 23/1/1990 | ||||
Geslacht | v | ||||
Woonplaats | Waarschoot | ||||
Job | Visual Merchandiser | ||||
Registratie | 24/07/09 00:46 |