This bed and her warmed sheets,
The love and her needs.
We woke underneath them so many times.
But the time seemed to quicken too much
You and me; we were in a constant rush
And the only thing our love could do
was letting me fall into the deepness with you.
The safe house I still lived in;
I’m still living
But now as the walls are breaking I’m begging for forgiveness.
Still, your blouse is hanging on that dusted and shattered chair;
I’m still having feelings for you;
It isn’t fair!
You still follow me everywhere
but I don’t want to see you and feel your presence anymore..