I wanna be one more step closer to you.
I wanna sense your lips on mine.
For that,everything,I am ready to do.
Everything that doesn't look fine.
Maybe,this is what people call illness,
Or I am just not afraid to feel deepness
Of my feelings.This is my very weakness
To totally accept I need to feel less.
Having endured so many painful days,
Why do I now want to quit?
My soul barely stays,
But if it does,somewhere great will it lead.
Hope,I hope for the best,
And ready for the worst.
Doesn't matter east or west.
God,please just don't let me feel lost.