I used to be quiet in solitude in the darkness of the night cornering in the corner of the room with the heartbreaking yearning. I longed again about the time that I was not used to. Always happy with you carving out beautiful days I do not seem to know how lonely it is, but after you leave. Everything changed just like that, I no longer know the happiness used to quiet lonely corner room silent room.
Along with the heartbreaking longings let me hold you again, though only in the shadow I hugged him I just missed about that time. About the happiness you created is not about the present who used to pull me off, bang my head in the quiet corner of the room. Realizing myself trying to forget the longing and re-accept the fact I'm used to lonely.
