sâmbătă, 17 martie 2018

Missing you

My precious Time is passing by.
Where am I? Where am I?
My Univers is falling down
And I can feel you`re not around.

Hot water flow upon my skin,
My sense for you became so thin.
Your smile, your eyes, and sure, your smell,
Made me sometime to feel so well.

Just let me in or go away,
And maybe we will meet someday.
Perhaps you'll want me back, for sure,
But Not my Love, Not any more!