DistanceWhen I close my eyes,More Like This
I can see your face.
I imagine you taking me
into your warm embrace.
The taste of your lips,
the scent of your skin.
All I want to do
is let you in.
I fantasize your gentle hand
upon my thigh.
Trapped in ecstasy,
a blissful high.
Myself hugging you tightly,
with all my might.
You pull me in closer
without a fight.
Even if this is just a dream,
With you, life could be so
Joyous, euphoric and serene
We are bound together,
Yet both of us free.
Oh how I wish I could remove
The distance that keeps you from me
It hurts...It hurts me when people hurt me,More Like This
When no one cares for me,
When friends aren't there when I need them,
It really hurts that people don't know how I feel.
But it hurts me more to see you hurt,
More that you forget about me,
And more when you only pretend to be friends.
You don't know but you also hurt me.
Aren't you sick of tormenting me?
Cu'z it hurts way more when you tell me to shut up,
When you say no one loves you,
Or when you wanna die.
It hurts oh-so badly cu'z you think you're right.
Well you're wrong. There's someone who feels for you,
And that someone is right here,
Can't you see me?
Do you know how my heart feels?
It hurts, stupid.
And it hurts mostly for you.
DumbMy mind still goes crazy when I imagine your words.More Like This
My mind is still surprised when I read your words.
I remember the best moments were when you said "I love you".
I remember the most beautiful words were when you whispered "I love you".
Not even your beautiful eyes, divine feeling.
Nor hear your beautiful laugh, my oasis every day. None of that was enough to satisfy my senses.
But I promise you keep my hands without memory, so that each time I touch you I do it differently.
Sometimes fear is a bad thing. Do not let me enjoy beautiful moments. If you can’t beat it, it becomes a kind of curse...
I curse the morning light, that hurts your eyes when you wake up. I curse the shadow of the night, that on his lap will find you sleep.
That if it hurts? A little... I confess
Love is an unwelcome guest.
Look how I am: and without any sadness to tell you.
This way... like crazy, trying to find you, you, my cure. I will be able to know what I think and what I touch.
Why you don't tell