i write this last words to u
tonight i'm gonna kill myself
in a metaphorical way
tomorrow i'm gonna be someone else
not me anymore
but someone with a plastic heart
as u still having my heart
trapped in a cage
in the bottom of your drawer
i suppose that u don't remember that
but i asked u sometime ago
if u can give me my heart back
then u tell me that u will only
give it back to me when
it was all damaged and i'd suffered like u did
and now that i'm suffering
u still having it
trapped there where no one nor u
can see it or remember about it
or perhaps u trew it to the wastebasket
that day with that little plant
when u decide to forget me at all...
love is a thing that only happen once in a life
like it happen to me with u
not because u can't find another lover
but i don't think that i can find a soulmate again
if life is for searching the other part of ur soul
i am done with this life
if found that part, the problem here is that..
he just walked away of the room
and closed that door in my face
he left me waiting outside in the cold
9 months before we met each other in a date
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