Stories of my life.

When I get to see you,
I make every sec worthwhile,
Cause very often I miss you whenever you're not around,
And I don't know when you will be gone.
I always hope to hold you tight.
I've been waiting for my dreams to turn
into something,
Which I often call it as miracles.
I trust in miracles everyday.
Or perhaps I'm demanding too much in each passing day
Til, I have this broken heart now.

I'm tired of waiting,
I'm sure you won't want me to wait either.
But, moving on is not as easy as words spoken out.
Too much memories, Too much sacrificial
that I can't just let go in just a flick.

Everytime I stare up at the stars,
I wonder just where you are
I wonder just if you miss me like I do.
I taste the bitterness in my tears,
Never know lovin' you isn't a good thing,
Leading me to a bad, bad way
It's hurting me to HELL.

I might look strong to you,
I might look happy in front of everybody,
But tell me, how strong could a paper heart be.
Deep inside me, bleeding.. still bleeding,
This wound is hard to heal,
It killed my pride inside most of the time.
I know It feels like the end now,
Really, I don't want things to be in this way,
God, Do I deserve alll this?
I always ready to run.. just to be with him,
All the time, willingly.
Even with my bare feet,
Even if it's hurtin',
But can you tell me why you trapped me to the dead end?
Why?



................................................................. LOVE is a LIE