My world collapses ever inward yet. And does the time stand still, or does it race? I ache now to remember or forget, to find the time to leave this shrinking place.
My memory is celled by your lost face the cell walls closing ever inward now and no new love could cover or erase the image of your eyes, or your fair brow.
I long to leave this limbo, to break free, escape this sad obsession and move on but everything I hear or touch or see reminds me still of you, though you are gone.
Perhaps a broken heart need never mend Perhaps a nightmare never has to end.
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ไม่ต้องถามแล้วว่าสบายดีป่าว สบายดีเยอะแยะแน่นอน.... ชิมิ๊ :p