Patra (petra)

When they told me you

were leaving

I began to feel sick inside

Because I never,never

got to tell you

What Im feeling inside

my mind

In my nightmares caused

by anguish

I can see you run away

In the daylight,I am hunting

Only to lose your last trace

I still feel your presence always

And Ive fallen over the line

I am hurting as I wonder

What it would be like if you

were mine

If you were mine

If you were mine