Maybe it is for good or maybe not. When you left, the warmth left with you. I thought of borrowing a little of it before you left but I was late. Maybe it is my stupidity and asking for more is what has led you to go.
As far away you walked from me, the winter came in stronger. The blankets did little to save me from the cold my heart was beginning to feel.
Thinking of you sometime, I felt angry at myself. Why should I visit the doors that are closed? why should I suffer to thinking alone?
I didn't have any answer and you wouldn't share the burden of the questions.
The tree I loved to smelt at this time of year, felt no good either. I was there but I wasn't, I am here but I ain't.
I cry just like that, I feel too much all of a sudden, sadness adorns me and I stop thinking. This goes on like a circle.
When you left I felt the warmth leaving. Like the last flicker of a glowing candle before it blows off. And the cold runs through my spine everyday.
As far away you walked from me, the winter came in stronger. The blankets did little to save me from the cold my heart was beginning to feel.
Thinking of you sometime, I felt angry at myself. Why should I visit the doors that are closed? why should I suffer to thinking alone?
I didn't have any answer and you wouldn't share the burden of the questions.
The tree I loved to smelt at this time of year, felt no good either. I was there but I wasn't, I am here but I ain't.
I cry just like that, I feel too much all of a sudden, sadness adorns me and I stop thinking. This goes on like a circle.
When you left I felt the warmth leaving. Like the last flicker of a glowing candle before it blows off. And the cold runs through my spine everyday.
