I would like to be special to you,
but...
I would like to be your everything,
but...
I would like to be your world,
but...
You have changed.
You have them.
You dont see.
That you're my world,
That you're my everything.
That you are special to me.
But...
I am not to you.
You dont care anymore,
You dont talk anymore,
You are different now.
Like a wind you just changed
your side.
Like a fish you sailed away in
defferent way.
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I dont have will to fight for
old you to come back.
I dont have strenght for nothing.
I am lost in my own head.
Inside floating somwhere,
just looking in emptyness,
In darkness,thinking about
letting my self go down.
Into deepest hole.
I am suffering,trying to not
concern you.
I am crying,hoping you
wont see.
Like a wild rose I am dead.
In my thorns.
Black and...
And just dead.
Do you see?
Do you feel?
No.
You've changed.
Im the same.
But...
Im not the same special and
Im not the only one for you.
Im just a someone now
to you.
But to me.......
To me
you are still my world.
To me
you are still that special
someone.
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