He belongs to a whorehouse, not in my heart
I need to stop running back to you in my mind all the time.
Your smile and your laughter lit my whole world.
I miss that feeling of connection.Knowing he was out there somewhere thinking about me at the same time I was thinking about him.
I raised you so high that every other man on earth is now doomed to live in your shadow.
Bleeding for a decadeFor a decade,We bleed like there is no hell but the earthWe bleed like we were born to dare We bleed like there is nothing alive inside.We find a clueAfter a decadeBleeding is jus...
I would have followed you to hell and back... if only you'd lead me back.
I died of a broken heart.Oh! And the gunshot wound to the chest!
If you cannot hold me in your arms, then hold my memory in high regard.And if I cannot be in your life, then at least let me live in your heart.
End of the SummerIt was end of the summerAnd my heart was brokenbut i was smiling, laughing, making jokesLike there was nothing bleeding insideAs always.
She made broken look beautiful and strong look invincible.