For you

Love angels.jpg This trace of blood trinkles down my wriste. As you push my kiss away, the feeling of rejection. It kills me inside. Do you know how much you mean to me? Guess not... I never show true self anyways. I lay here, my blood underneath me. As I think about you... Only you. I let my eyes shut, as I feel the life leaving me. But I know I'll feel no more pain., the pain of loving you. Secondhand Serenade - Your Call.mp3