In the city of lost angels I’ve found you, painting pictures of people and places you miss, somewhere hidden in the soul of a devil come find me again.
It used to hurt, she whispered in his ear. Now it doesn’t, I don’t feel anything... they took it all! I’m a black canvas filled with color, just not mine... I belong to the world that painted a smile
She wrote about you, on every bus stop she came across, on the subway somewhere in downtown Manhattan, on top of the Empire State Building, on that sidewalk in Queens, she wrote about you, wishing you
we have no ending You and I even with a said goodbye our wounds keep mending until we break each others hearts I wonder why for all my life we do this every time - Alex Antally 🌸