It's my whole heart that's trying to reach out to him. My soul is on a trial. And I am tired of crawling all the way.
It's enough, there's no more room for doubts. He's playing and wants me to regret. He's the one who lives with a coal shaped like a heart.
The time to learn has come. Looks like he wants to move away from me. I shall not move if he does. No need to cry for no reason. No need to pray with no reason.
I'll wait for the lack of him comes out. My heart might be burned by his plastic stars but it's not buried. It's alive.
Once all of it will be done I will breathe through my own happiness.
