Im numb,
i cant hate him
i want to love him
the memories are
my mental treasure;
Nostalgia is what it is
Strangers is what we are
Strangers with memories

Pain is when he
lives like you never
Pain is when i have
the urge to live
to his expection
and transform to
a stranger…
Pain is waiting to
escape this mess
Its true problems
wont go even if
you tried to runaway
theres no problem

Its only a feeling
that wont go
New people,
new memories
are needed to
fill..more like
replace these
Anything that will
prove to me that
everything is fine
How can it be
when i see him in
im waiting for time to
tell the truth;
the whole story.