It feels like heaven, surrounded by your fragrances
I feel differently, since you made those changes
I love to write about your existence
Which feels me up like some nourishment.
Letters had written, kisses had stolen
Covered up the blankets, night being made in heaven
Souls are satisfied, when the eyes met up
Raindrops began to patter, when we woke up.
The time was short, but lasts forever
Your infidelity makes me a smoker
Now those letters, burn under my cigarette
I love to laugh, on infinite promises.
Smoke swallows my tears, like you lit up them in blurs
No more regrets, just my cigar and your shattered pictures :]
