IRC-Galleria

I have loved in abundance
I have experienced love`s most softest guise
For nights I breathed your smell
The stuff you left behind, the empty house

My hand would not reach the phone
Unsure it stumbled many times
I fell in defeat to myself seeing myself like this

What I believed to be my pride
is really my hopelessness
I realized that you had gone
The fault was all mine

Maybe that`s why I`ve been entangled on him
because I dont have him
I became drunk of him embrace

Why do they always take a lot but give little?
Those who cheat love