Love...

All I need... Is to know... That I'm all you were looking for... That I'm the one you love...

All I want... Is to see you smiling... There for me... Than you come closer, envolve me with your arms... You put your red and desireable lips on my ear and whiper that tree sweet words... "I love you".

But as always... Have times that this marvelous magic just ends... When it ends... I ask you... "Do you trully love me?"... But you don't answer... That mortal silence... It kills me slowly... From the inside...

And then you use it... Your bloody drugs... That ones really kill you... Everytime you do that... You come and say... That empty words... "I love you"... All I can do then is to ask you...

Will you still love me when you'll be sober?