It's like you're screaming, and no one can hear. You almost feel ashamed, that someone could be that important that without them you feel like nothing. No one will ever understand how much it hurts. You feel hopeless, like nothing can save you. And when it's over, and it's gone, you almost wish that you could have all that bad stuff back, so that you could have the good.

RESTO FERMO TRA LE ONDE,MENTRE PENSO A TE........ PARLAMI,STRINGIMI OPPURE FINGI DI AMARMI...

BY HEL