Fire and Dreams
watching the stars from my window holding my cigarette in a hand, my phone in other, wiping my heart out, from all the pain i feel, of the thought you are with her now, kills me slow every slow. sometimes i ask my self what if he loves her?? what if he found out he loved her all the time?? what if he knew that he cant leave her?? what if, what if what if what?? then my heart answers me with a sweet lie ' that you are mine'. with out noticing my eyes drops tears tears of fire, tears that burns my... Sign in to see full entry.