December 2010
But you're not here,You're nowhere near at all.Just skin and atmosphere.And if it's not what you wanted,Better get out now.Alone it takes me,Underneath it'll surely break me.Underneath these things.("
All the times That I've cried All this wasted It's all inside And I feel All this pain Stuffed it down It's back again And I lie Here in bed All alone I can't mend But I feel Tomorrow will be ok
"The words are gathering momentum, crowding into the air as if a balance can be struck between the silence outside and the pressure within" Jag saknar dig så otroligt mycket. Mitt bröst gör konsta