The many seen and intimate longing.
The love whom the world is receiving,
Again and again…
Thousands of hearts bursting to a warm and cozy sensation,
meanwhile, I’m stuck in this soar frustration.
Because you just don’t seem to do it:
you don’t protect me in your arms,
like you did in the past with that kind of promise still somehow available in this time; but this promise never warms again..
Tell me; you’re not warming me with the usual burning fire,
instead you let me here
alone in this horrible hour..
Because you just don’t do it;
you just don’t show any kind of love.
I feel my tears rain from above
and I’m drenching in anxiety.
because you don’t do anything;
I’m abandoned in the darkness
and I’m so frightened..
And you just don’t want it,
I’m so blinded by this kind of hurtful rejection..