All I know, the more that I think about it is, the deeper the doubt it is, unsure what this emotion promises. What kind of pain and strain it is? So many times I’ve done that before, told myself that I should know more. Seek and get past it, now that I lost it, there’s is no bridge, so how can I cross it? Down so low in the valley of decision, clouded mind disturbing my vision, bleeding heart affecting my vision, compromising on this love mission and no matter how me try, still she can’t just satisfy. How could the truth be a lie? Water drop out of my eye, ‘cuz I see the well run dry.
I’m actually really worried that nobody will ever fall in love with me.
Traí o movimento, velho.
i’m sick of being ignored by everyone when i haven’t even done anything wrong so bye not even sorry if i dont come back