I still miss you as the first day I left you.
You are my only thought inside my mind.
I want to stand forever with you.
And it's paranoic to conceal this, behind my pride and my lies.
I know, I won't stand all this suffer.
I just ask you something...
Kiss me as you have never done it.
Kill me with your charm, and take away my breathe.
Burn me with your arms. (Your strongest weapon) and let me die there.
Seduce me with your touch.
Let me feel again (for the last time) your whisper close to my ear.
I prefer to die, being your slave.
I know it's stupid.
I don't need my life, cuz I've already lost my last hope.
I'm not afraid about losing sense, I've just got insecurity and fear. (I mean of being without you, to lose your frienship forever)
But I'm not afraid of being dead, it will be better.
I don't have anything else to lose.
I've never felt before this need. Never.