What's left from our sweet love?
There is no more kisses were you can feel the love.
There is no more hugs were our souls become only one.
There is no more hopes that lead to us.
There is actually no longer us, just you and me.
There is no more tears, no more arguments, no more fights, no more love.
And it hurts not to care about us and it hurts to feel so selfish, and it hurts to now be only one.
Me and you, no more us, no more nothing, just pain and memories. lots of memories.
