Rest in Me

Well listen, there is still time, come back again, why there is still a lot left for me…
The fire that was once lit by you, is still burning in me, perhaps his anger has increased even more,
That impeccable identity which I got only because of you, today I have become even more outspoken when you are gone….
That passion to get you, has increased a bit more as soon as you leave
That’s why I am saying, there is still time to come back and come again why there is still a lot left…

He woke up every morning for you, brought his lifeless body to fight for you with the whole world, I still have it left in me…
Even after waking up in the morning, you can’t find it with you, yet by keeping your corpse alive, there is still the spirit of fighting that helpless world outside in me. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .
That last word, before going where you were, of that last word, every tingling feeling, I still have it in me…. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .

You are rooted out of my gathering, I am rejected because of your fear, I come again and again at your door, I still have the stubbornness to take your mind with you.
He smiles at you without talking, in that heavy gathering, my only eyes meet you, my heartbeat increases as soon as you come near, neither the attention of time, nor the attention of the difficulty to do a lot of myself, ..

But still not scared, you still come back, because…
Some things, some meetings are still left in me…
Some memories, some smiles, still remains in me….
A little of me, and maybe still a lot of you are still left in me….

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