I sat on the rooftop of my flat, starring at the cars, people and everything else 

that was mobile.

the sun was just about to set, carresed by the cool, soothing breeze and dishearted by 

the thoughts stuck in my head.

i've been feeling a little too down lately, and i want to believe that sooner or later 

i will heal, but i'm scared that too might just be a dream.

every breath i take has  her name on it, when i close my eyes its her i see and when 

i pray i ask god  to bring her back to me,

she told me i was not at fault but i can't help blame myself for it

sometimes i feel like there are things i should have done and never did, said and 

never said and from a root to a tree the distance between our hearts grew as 

i got closer, and when we hugged...my heart skipped a beat while hers had long

left the scene, time brought her heart to me and now it has taken it back

if time doesn't heal me than lord please  bring her back.

because without her, my  life is just a dream.