I called you in the middle of october
When I called you the first time, you were not there
Nor the second, but the third, you were
When I heard your voice, I almost hung up
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I’m sorry for the things that happened to you when you were young.
I wish I could do something to change it
What that person did to you was wrong
They shouldn’t have done that
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He knows I’m his
He knows I love him
He is my heart
No one can change that
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Sinking deeper, and deeper
My heart is sinking deeper and deeper
This puddle never ends
This life is for one who loves to be invisible
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His lips are the color of strawberries
Plump and fresh
Pressed against mine
Making me sweat
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I want him to love me
I want him to hug and kiss me like he used to
To grasp me with light, caring hands
The want for him is strong
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Do you love me?
Or are you trying to break my heart?
I know you want to be good to me
But you are hurting me badly
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