martes, 1 de noviembre de 2016

Forehead kiss



Man, I wish I had things as clear like you
But, you look at me as if expect some of me 
I wanted to give you everything
But, you can't hold my hand
No one has treated me like you
Nobody lied to me like you
Nobody looked at me like you
Why do you say that?
Why are you angry?
Why do you hit, hit my lips
Man, there's a hole in me
& when I look to you again
Something inside me it breaks 
Maybe, my soul is trying to say
How much I really loved you, Man. M