Sonntag, 25. November 2012

You don't understand and I can't tell.

If a simple touch could tell,
what's going on inside of me,
you'd understand.

If a single look could tell,
what I feel for you,
you'd know.

I just can't put in words.
I don't know how to tell you,
and actually, I neither know what to tell you.

I don't feel very well.
Nothing is alright.
Nothing is enough.
And I just can't stop thinking of you
.
My life is a mess.

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