lovre.

and I'm so scared of being lonely,
that I'm killing myself slowly.
just for a taste.
just for a minute.

and invisible hands,
they don't squeeze back.
so I'm alone in the battle,
waiting for an attack.
because living without love isn't living at all,
its like jumping from a cliff,
just for the fall.
just one last moment,
on standby to errupt,
like the presidents first day,
before he goes corrupt.

I miss you sideways.