Most of the time
I no longer feel empty
No more crying, wishing and hoping
I feel like I am holding on a thread
Our time is like grasping sands
The more you try to keep it
the faster it runs through your fingers
She says she loves me
then I reply I love you too
It is a remix
If you forgot your lines and emoticons
Prepare yourself.
There's no need for ECG to hear a beat
No weird thuds in my chest
even when I hear her name
As the day goes by
we let the sun go down
Good bye is all I can think of at night
No more extension of patience
when I pray, this is what I fear for.
especially at NIGHT.
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