I thought of you today,
But that is nothing new...

When I cry, when I weep,
when i know i should be asleep...

I hate your smile and your eyes
I hate you because you make me cry...

Confined in a single space,
Stripped of every trace...

I often wonder if you still care,
because I miss the way you stroked my hair...

The times that I thought that I was alone,
When I felt unstable as if I had no backbone...

The miles are many,
The visits are few...

I will never understand why i was never good...
why she deserved to be treated so much better by...

-actually more of a song but still..
Her smile slowly fades away as she closes her...