19 Dead Soul
When I think of you,
my heart drops.
When I see you,
my good judgement stops.
When I hug you
My body quakes
When you ignore me
My chest begins to ache
But mostly
The thought of losing you
Makes it impossible
For me to continue
When I think of you,
my heart drops.
When I see you,
my good judgement stops.
When I hug you
My body quakes
When you ignore me
My chest begins to ache
But mostly
The thought of losing you
Makes it impossible
For me to continue