Sometimes I feel soulless
so maybe carry the pains of the world
I miss you
without ever feeling mine
I thought you missed me
so I like to talk about you
I look at my empty room
waiting for a warm hug
But you left
I like you
Of your beautiful smile
I like to look at you
I like to hear your hoarse voice
that's how I'm following you
But not until home
where you belong