Some say I'll be better without you, but they don't know you like I do. Or at least the side I thought I knew. I heard your voice today, I didn't know a single word you said. You're not the man I met, just a broken boy instead. But I'm scared of loose it all. The feeling of to be loved. I won't go. I can't do it on my own. If this ain't love, then what is? I'm willing to take the risk. But whats whith this other guy? Will he still remember me? Will he love me when I'm free? Or will he go back to the place where he will choose the poison over me?
