love

the thing called love...
i was sitting alone, since you  were gone.
this feeling i have, is a doubt.
no love left.
you took it all.
dont even leave a piece for me.
now i am a walking one, without love, nor heart.
then he came.
am i a live?
not yet.
memories came by.
the way he touch, remain me to you.
the way he act, talk, the way he look.
but it is not you... at all.
Am i still into you?
none.
no
or no one know?
or do i know?
this feeling come again.
still, im trying hard to open up my heart.
fear!
that's what i feel.
fear of loving, fear of loosing, fear if he is not real for me.
fear that i will love him, then it hurts me. like was.
fear that my broken heart will be broken in to dust. since it already into pieces.

thing called love

the thing called love...
i was sitting alone, since you were gone.
this feeling i have, is a doubt.
no love left.
you took it all.
dont even leave a piece for me.
now i am a walking one, without love, nor heart.
then he came.
am i a live?
not yet.
memories came by.
the way he touch, remain me to you.
the way he act, talk, the way he look.
but it is not you... at all.
Am i still into you?
none.
no
or no one know?
or do i know?

this feeling come again.
still, im trying hard to open up my heart.
fear!
that's what i feel.
fear of loving, fear of loosing, fear if he is not real for me.
fear that i will love him, then it hurts me. like was.
fear that my broken heart will be broken in to dust. since it already into pieces.