• even tho they say the love is gone...
    i still believe that they are wrong...
    for even tho they are not there...
    they are still aware....

    to enter the same room as the love...
    my heart races like as if it spawn...
    to see her lips...
    to see her eyes...
    to be mad because...
    they where once mine...

    to love, to hate...
    to all tangled up into one...
    to feel ashamed...
    to feel aware...
    to feel like she does not care...

    the eyes that she has to say it all...
    thus meaning she has it all...

    to kiss, to hug...
    makes me sad...
    to make me believe i was once mad...