I do not love you
It’s just a feeling that I get
When I remember how it felt
You were a dream come true
I cannot think about you now
But in the cold air of November
Your gaze is all I can remember
In front of you, I take a bow
I will not need you anymore
I only get the lonesome feeling
When looking at your photos kneeling
My body is still sore.
I don’t, I can’t , I won’t, I’ll try
The sun is bloody on the sky
I’m home, yet I am far from fine
I let my pain to flow in rhyme.