sábado, 6 de junho de 2009

3 wishes

I wish you could read all the poems I wrote about you
There are pictures and paintings too
From the 24 hours of my day, 20 are dedicated to do
Things that suppress the emptiness and pain you left me to

I wish we could meet up again sometime
So I can give you back the things you left behind
I sleep in your shirts and say your books are mine
The alarm clock on my phone still wakes me up with your voice saying: 'good morning sunshine'

I wish I could know how to forget
The only thing I feel anymore is regret
And even though new guys I've met
My heart for you I've always kept

(Maybe if one day you read this words
You'll realize you to me you mean the world
And that we should be together
Yesterday, now, always and forever.)