I'm getting out of place.
I'm seeing your shadow everywhere.
No matter where we're going,
the past is always there.
I shouldn't be here writing about you.
You shouldn't be there ignoring what we felt.
Life is crazy, I can't understand.
I always wonder if that was really the end.
There's a lot of feelings around these hearts.
One's trying to forget, the other one to stay.
I feel an empty space since the day you left.
I'm painting in gray colors a sweet but lonely face.
But the words are dissapearing,
you're becoming something else...
I can't see you as clearly
as I did when I still had faith.
AndreínaLP
