miércoles, 20 de abril de 2011

Empty


Empty...
The emptiness of feelings. Pass hours, days and weeks, and my heart is empty.
Im not searching for anybody... Im just waiting for the perfect person for me. While i am alone, without you, looking for happyness.

I wonder when he will appear... tomorrow, next weekend, next year... i dont know.
I only know that when he appears, i will love him like I've never loved anyone to stay with me for ever.