you never asked why, yet you're still wondering.
the blood is in your body, wandering slowly, but you're not feeling it.
the love we had is disappearing, like a leaf losing its way in the wind.
the heart of mine is starting to ache slowly, but painfully.
and i see nothing left from me,
just because you made me suffer
in a storm,
all alone without you.
the wind took all of me.
and you were the one that made me "me?"
when there was no one else around me, you say
now you are a leftover from my personality
and i am mad at everything
to the world,
to the time,
to me.
but mostly at you...
and it is because of you,
i am the way i am
and the reason is your reflection in the mirror,
you can see it when you're looking at yourself.
i can't feel my lungs, because of you.
you took the feelings from me,
you ripped it out of my heart.
you made me mad at everything,
i cried out to god, blaming him.
but you were the one to blame.
because you gave me a punishment,
saying it is fate
and we are one soul in two bodies
but it was a disaster, for me to bleed this way
again, again and again and again.