domingo, 13 de noviembre de 2011



The love that you bring, you bring me alone. The pain that you give, gives me a home.
Do you want to stay by my side?... Do you want me to turn and hide?... We are disappearing inside seeing pictures of our goodbyes.
But we believe that our love will survive. The pain that you bring, it brings me all alone.
Do you love me?... Do you hate me? Do you wanna believe me?... Do you think that you don't need me?... Do you wanna deceive me?
I can't think that it's all over, don't wanna forget. I can't take the disappointment that I wanna repress you're.

Goodbye, goodbye... The design we broke the mold, the dreams when you see that goodbyes aren't for long.
Please follow me to the borders of destiny, I don't wanna break from your side. The falling ground screams goodbye.




martes, 1 de noviembre de 2011



Some say I'll be better without you but they don't know you like I do... or at least the sides I thought I knew.
I can't bear this time, it drags on as I lose my mind reminded by things I find like notes and clothes you left behind.
Wake me up. Wake me up when all is done. I won't rise until this battle's won, my dignity's become undone.
But I won't go, I can't do it on my own... If this ain't love, then what is?... I'm willing to take the risk.
So petrified, I'm so scared to step into this ride. What if I lose my heart and fail declined? I won't forgive me if I give up trying.
I heard his voice today, I didn't know a single word he said. Not one resemblance to the man I met... just a vacant broken boy instead.
There will be times we'll try and give it up. Bursting at the seams, no doubt... we'll almost fall apart then burn the pieces to watch them turn to dust, but nothing will ever taint us.
Will he... will he still remember me? Will he still love me even when he's free?... Or will he go back to the place where he would chose the poison over me?
When we spoke yesterday you said to hold my breath... to sit and wait: "I'll be home so soon, I won't be late".
He won't go, he cant do it on his own. If this ain't love, then what is?... He's willing to take the risk.