You never feel what's hurting you
Until You try to haunt it together
The devil I spoke with,
Bring me flowers indeed
I will write today by my soul
Deep, deep and the depth
Like my soul bleed
When I tore apart by you
Can You bring me back my absence!
Which you steal away again and again
A young man can't cry so bad
It's all about a gorgeous in love
Hurts like the anguish for crave
Maybe you stole away a heart
Painted by innocence and grace
A crown of my bravery race
You run away with courage
Maybe I am just dramatic
Turned your love into poems
Was it love?
Or the story of our hearts?
Oh I wish I meet you when I die
I will hold you as You like
As a pillow hold me tonight
I wish I could tell you
About the pieces of my heart
Red, blue, black and grey
Colours of a broken heart
Everyone knows how love feels like
But I only know how you feel like
Warm, comfort, torture, a creature
I have thousand words to describe you
But do You have a heart to hold me?
Sometimes it's better to leave
Than holding something that hurts
We both know we are bounded
Still waiting over crowded
Let me forget you
Your face, letters and heart
Let's meet at the other point
Where no bounds, no doubts
A young man, grown up
And your lovely innocent heart
