Hot tears running down my cheeks
It's the first time in weeks...

And I'll try to make sense of all that we have...
And I'll read your letters from dusk to dawn...

Scream reverberate in the back of my head.
I close my eyes yet I cant go to bed...

I feel an empty hole..
In one side of my heart...

Ahora es diferente
una rosa amarilla en un jarron...

53 hours with no food
dead and dying...

Duele reconocer que despues de todo este tiempo,
Despues de haber dicho con orgullo que te pude...

Hush dear.
I go to bed...

Love me dear.
even when you disappear...

I keep my promises, I say.
I keep them too, you say...

I take a flower.
I pick the petals...

It hurts, you know.
when you leave...