I am your forgotten dream,
Broken and unseen.
I hurt myself,
So I can feel alive.
The hardest thing to do is watch the one te love,
Amore someone else in return.
Don’t say te Amore me unless te really mean it,
Cause I might do something crazy like believe it.
Feels like te could baciare my imperfections away,
And I would stand da your side until the sun turns the sky.
I swear to te on everything I am,
And I dedicate to te all that I have,
And I promise te that I will stand right da your side,
Forever and always, until the giorno I die.
I’m not crying over what te said;
It’s what te didn’t say that hurts the most.
The worst thing a guy can do to a girl is to make her fall for him with no intentions of catching her.
Amore is when hurting him would hurt te more.
One night, the moon detto to me, “If he makes te cry, why don’t te leave him?” I paused for a while and then looked back to the moon and said, “Moon, will te ever leave your sky?”
Amore is giving someone the power to destroy te but trusting them not to.
What hurts più than losing te is knowing that you’re not fighting to keep me.
Tears are words from the cuore that can’t be spoken.
The End
Broken and unseen.
I hurt myself,
So I can feel alive.
The hardest thing to do is watch the one te love,
Amore someone else in return.
Don’t say te Amore me unless te really mean it,
Cause I might do something crazy like believe it.
Feels like te could baciare my imperfections away,
And I would stand da your side until the sun turns the sky.
I swear to te on everything I am,
And I dedicate to te all that I have,
And I promise te that I will stand right da your side,
Forever and always, until the giorno I die.
I’m not crying over what te said;
It’s what te didn’t say that hurts the most.
The worst thing a guy can do to a girl is to make her fall for him with no intentions of catching her.
Amore is when hurting him would hurt te more.
One night, the moon detto to me, “If he makes te cry, why don’t te leave him?” I paused for a while and then looked back to the moon and said, “Moon, will te ever leave your sky?”
Amore is giving someone the power to destroy te but trusting them not to.
What hurts più than losing te is knowing that you’re not fighting to keep me.
Tears are words from the cuore that can’t be spoken.
The End