Mess

Mess Mess. My heart is a mess. My head is a mess. Cause i can no longer see, what was the most important for me. It hurts a lot, like hell, where are you my Xhoi? Do you even remember, the times we spent together? Am I the only one who misses, the laughs, hugs and kisses? You broke my heart, not in two But a billion pieces. You gave me no reason, or tell me why, what's left for me, but cry? I can't do anything else, you 're always being processes by my brain cells. You 're forever in my heart, forever in my brain. How can I survive this pain? Dieing every morning and every night, not having you, to hug me tight. I just want you to come back and say: "It was a bad dream babe, its OK" *sigh Oh, I'm a mess.