miltonrgventura
I don't know if here I have a muse, I just know that this muse was wrote to you my muse, I love you, even knowing you don't my lines keep been written for you.
Etiquette is something I can't have when I'm loving, maybe if I had it I wasn't be suffering like I'm now.
The plague of love fucked with my heart, now that I'm getting better I'm looking again for another love, will it be a vicious cicle?
And when you said you don't need my love more in your life you broke the stem that makes me stay stand up, now I'm trying to grow it up again.
I tried to be honest, but as every man, I didn't can do it perfectly, so now I lost your heart and you broke mine.
How can I keep my morals when you break my heart and only say you don't need it no more?
Just some few words, you don't know how intense is what I'm feeling now about you, and how intense was knowing you're really not more with me.
Today again you crossed my way, how I wanna to be embraced with you again, but unfortunately I can't.
How I wanna have a teacher to teach how to live in the world I live, to teach how to deal with feelings and don't be sad for a love again.
At the beginning you're just the owner of a corner of my heart, when I gave it all to you, you just broke it and smiled to my face.
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