Hakima Smaili

(29-06-1993 / Algeria)

I miss you


I miss you, I miss your voice
I miss you, I miss your sweet words
I miss you my world
your absence is killing me
it's driving me insane
I love you, but you can't see
I'm hurt, and we're no longer the same
I needed you here
but my voice asking for you, you couldn't hear
And now all I've got is paine
I faught it all for you
I lost it all for you
and now I'm loosing you
I'm dying a bit more evry day
but I couldn't say

My tears I tried to hide
I tried to forget when I feled you lied
but yet I'm here
and you're not near
what shall I do to heal
to heal this bleeding heart

I'm jalous of evry girl next to you
I'm hating my life and i don't know what to do

Submitted: Tuesday, December 11, 2012
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