søndag den 23. januar 2011

It's not like I will die without you.

The last thing I remember is watching him go.
The time I woke up around break of dawn, I couldn't feel anything. I was lying on the street, without moving.
The rain started to fall, but I didn't noticed it, because of the tears streaming down my face. 
I closed my eyes and felt your last touch once again, just before you broke my heart and scared me for lifetime. 

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