The thief of your heart...

You made me the thief of your heart

I hope you're happy now...

...I could never make you so...

you were a hard man...

no harder in this world

you made me cold and you made me hard

and you made me the thief of your heart

Winter is cold...oh!

But you're colder still

and for the first time

I feel like you're mine

I share you with the one who will

mend what falls apart

and turn a blind eye

to the thief of your heart

Ohhh you lost

Ohhh you lost all

you lost all

I'll never wash these clothes

I want to keep the stain

Your blood to me is precious

nor would I spill it in vain

your spirit sings

though your lips never part

singing only to me

the thief of your heart

Ohhh you lost

Ohhh you lost all

lost all

Ohhh you lost

Ohhh you lost all

lost all

Comments

Waiting for Forgiveness ..

These seconds pass so slowly, days are long and nights are like dark clouds covering my shadow, I want to fly with you, fly through these everlasting hours. Unshaped and like a ghost I haunt you in your dreams, but you must know, I am … real. I will touch every part of you, remember your every breath, freeze the time , just don’t make me disappear. Draw all the pieces of me, shape me into someone you can’t live without, follow my words and the sound of my voice and I will wait, I promise I will wait, for you to forgive me, forgive me for not being next to you.

Forgotten and never remembered ...

People wanna be closer to the stars..always

but what am I darlin’ do you see me? is my breath reaching you? are my whispers coming to your soul, do you feel me touching you? when all the starlight blinds you, do you see beyond yourself darlin’? Always behind, I am your shoulder darlin’ but are you mine? I see those winds shaking our existence, we are so fragile, broken, wounded, tired.. but there is always someone behind that door waiting for us to let go, and then..it’s all over. One pain replaced with another. Or is this a new story? Is hope actually our imagination, is freedom something we dream about, is happiness just a ghost? How can we believe in something we didn’t see, and ignore what is in front of us? What am I darlin’? I wish I existed only in dreams, maybe then I would be my true self, maybe then I would truly be loved, then I would be more real than I am now. We only leave behind what we should never loose. Haunted by happiness, freed...

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