I want to say so much,
but,
I can't get the words over my lips.
You mean everything to me,
I know I can trust you,
but,
I'm just so scared.
Scared,
that you're gonna judge me.
I know that what happend in the past,
stays in the past,
but,
it keeps turning back.
Every time,
I close my eyes,
I see that image again,
and I can't get it away.
It rippes me apart,
all those feelings,
but most of all,
the guilt.
I'm sorry,
I just wish you didn't had to die there,
but that it was me...