You're not here....

It doesn't exist such thing like love, at least not for me, they cheat you, humilliate you, play with you. It's just a TELENOVELA, and i'm the one who plays the geekish, nerdish, awful and idiot who doesn't have a happy ending at all. Just wating for a long death.



Blue sky to forever, the green grass blows in the wind dacing
it would be a much better sight, with you, with me
if you have to know me, i'll be fine on my own baby
I never felt so lonley then you, came along

So now what should I do, I'm strung out, addicted to you,
My body it aches, now that you're gone,
My supply fell through,

You gladly gave me everything you had and more, You craved my happiness,
When you make me feel joy it makes you smile, But now I feel your stress,
Love was never meant to be such a crazy affair, no And who has time for tears,
Never thought I'd sit around and cry for your love, 'till now...



(yes, it supposed I never met you, but I did, and now, it hurts, because sometimes I think, that i will never find someone just like............never)