I'm lying in my bed.
Thinking about you and me.
I'm crying without knowing.
You hurded me so much.
But I feel that I have to forgive you.
Beacause I don't think I can live without you.
But who are you?
The one wo looked ad me,
kissed me 5 secons later,
and said: I love you?
Or the one who kisses other girls?
Who hurt his real, true love?
I don't know anymore what that means:
true love?
Maybe, it's nothing for me...
But please,
Love ME, kiss ME, only ME...