Or I was not what you expected,
If you got bored of me after a while.
Songs,
Books,
And tears.
Even he is knowing it was something suicidal.
For wanting the best for you,
And forget what was best for me.
And enjoy the dark hours,
Pleasure.
Screaming your name,
Asking for more.
If I let you go so easily,
And do not fight for us,
But I'm not begging for affection,
Or beg anyone to stay.
Hi everyone! this is my first english post. My domain is a little much poor, so I apologize for any error. Thanks for reading :)