You say what is wrong with me,

I have always let you say it out clearly.

But we burn in different flames.

Used to be one, I don’t know who is to blame.


I am a free spirit but with a devoted heart.

You must have known this from the start.

My second life turned into a bore.

I will only miss you, more than now, more.

What is the way for a man to carry on?

I guess I should finally leave my troubles alone.


But tonight you are my muse

as I build my future world.

There’s no cure for the wicked.

My life – it slips out, I couldn’t trick it.


If I could live my time again,

I wouldn’t even regret for the pain.


The sweetest hell sent you to me.

Between us.

Just us.

It was.

July 2015



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