This kind of feeling is bad,
i'm not sure what's it,
it's like getting your heart broken, but worse..
this time it hurts,
in a uncertain absurd way.
when I cry everytime I heard those songs,
because it reminds me of what I used to have,
it's not that bad anyway,
rather good actually,
but it just hurts even more.
when everything's left just the traces and remains of the past,
the shirt you used to wear, i could barely feel your smell,
the old songs you used to sing,
i could barely hear your voice,
the road we used to walk together,
i just forgot where it led us to..
It's not that I don't wanna move on,
I just want to feel you for one more time,
the smell of your skin,
and your hair shining, it radiates under the sun,
the eyes that looks deeper than the sea,
I just want to feel you for the last time,
watching your back leaving in a slow motion,
fighting with my desire to hold,
i couldn't bear,
yet i don't have the courage to see you for the very last time.
I'm afraid I'll cry,
if I see your face saying goodbye,
yet I'm still crying even now,
just you don't have to see the tears,
Sometimes I just want you to miss me,
even just for a lil bit,
to know that you feel that way for me too,
but the other time,
I just want you to be okay,
great just as you are,
cause I want you to be happy,
I don't want you to suffer the pain i'm feeling now.
sometimes it hurts to know that you're all fine without me,
meanwhile i'm dying running out of you,
how am i supposed to sing my songs, when they all tells about you,
said that you're all i want to hear,
all i want to feel,
all i want to breathe,
you're like a drugs for me,
i know it hurts, yet i'm addicted to you.
I don't know what i'm feeling for you,
i never have this kind of feeling before.
it's like an euphoria after drugs, and the pain i couldnt even scream anymore,
If this is what they called after falling in love,
then I don't want to fall anymore,
cause it hurts me so bad this time,
who knows if it will kill me the next time?
Friday, 03rd July 2009
1:14 AM,
cold cold floor, KLIA,
between the pain and long.
i'm not sure what's it,
it's like getting your heart broken, but worse..
this time it hurts,
in a uncertain absurd way.
when I cry everytime I heard those songs,
because it reminds me of what I used to have,
it's not that bad anyway,
rather good actually,
but it just hurts even more.
when everything's left just the traces and remains of the past,
the shirt you used to wear, i could barely feel your smell,
the old songs you used to sing,
i could barely hear your voice,
the road we used to walk together,
i just forgot where it led us to..
It's not that I don't wanna move on,
I just want to feel you for one more time,
the smell of your skin,
and your hair shining, it radiates under the sun,
the eyes that looks deeper than the sea,
I just want to feel you for the last time,
watching your back leaving in a slow motion,
fighting with my desire to hold,
i couldn't bear,
yet i don't have the courage to see you for the very last time.
I'm afraid I'll cry,
if I see your face saying goodbye,
yet I'm still crying even now,
just you don't have to see the tears,
Sometimes I just want you to miss me,
even just for a lil bit,
to know that you feel that way for me too,
but the other time,
I just want you to be okay,
great just as you are,
cause I want you to be happy,
I don't want you to suffer the pain i'm feeling now.
sometimes it hurts to know that you're all fine without me,
meanwhile i'm dying running out of you,
how am i supposed to sing my songs, when they all tells about you,
said that you're all i want to hear,
all i want to feel,
all i want to breathe,
you're like a drugs for me,
i know it hurts, yet i'm addicted to you.
I don't know what i'm feeling for you,
i never have this kind of feeling before.
it's like an euphoria after drugs, and the pain i couldnt even scream anymore,
If this is what they called after falling in love,
then I don't want to fall anymore,
cause it hurts me so bad this time,
who knows if it will kill me the next time?
Friday, 03rd July 2009
1:14 AM,
cold cold floor, KLIA,
between the pain and long.
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