Why do your eyes shun me. And why does your presence paralyse me. Why don't you

look back on those days. Losing myself inside my heart you die with me. And with the

pain of longing the flower of passion has withered. The search for sensuality lost in disappointment. Fallen because of

worries and caught by depressions. Despair is my

companion. The heardsman of my suffering. And here are some words for you. I don't

want to love you anymore. I search my heart hoping not to find you. Love just a satisfying word. Just a lie. These

moments will pass bye. Goodbye.