Utopia

"You hold my hand, but you don´t understand."

My immortal

"These wounds won't seem to heal
This pain is just too real
There's just too much that time cannot erase"
"I've tried so hard to tell myself that you're gone
But though you're still with me
I've been alone all along "

 

I hate that I love you boy.

You are not worth of it.

Still I can´t stop loving you.

 

 

Why doesn´t it rain? I could hide my tears in rain.

I don´t want you to see the tears in my eyes.

You would laught my weekness.

I am not week.

You are.