A reply to Promise...

The text I sent is still unseen,
The call I made,
is just another voice mail
The numbers  I called,
to find your location
All I got,sorry the line is busy.
Now all I have is a tear to taste.

That was a rainy day
My tears were getting washed away with the rain
The bell I heard
Lighted a hope in my heart
The more I remember
The more I feel
The taste of blood on my lips, is just like a taste of wine
The more I drink
The better I feel

No I don't need a lipstick,
My lips aren't healed
No I don't need a hand,
To get me through is
Cause that hand could never be yours.
The rain is falling
The tears are getting washed away
My knees can't support me
Even though all I think,
is about my last support
You.

No I don't need my spectcales
My eyes are still hurting
No I don't need to see
The way they dig the coffin
Cause all I know its you.
My voice is dying
The world is shaking
They want me to say something
Tell them please,
How can I say something about you
Without you.

The days I cried
The nights I wondered
Where it went wrong
All I rememere were the sweet  moments
Which now haunt me as  nightmares
You said Sunday was my day
Now I think
The moment I heard your voice
made my day.

The more I see
The more I wish to forget
The diary I used to write
Is now all about,
How I  wish to burn the portfolio
Cause I have asked it numberous time
Just to reverse the time for a  little  while
But now I know
Its just in vain

I  know you are watching me
Like you always did
I know you would want me to find someone just like you.
Little did you knew
No one will be you.

Forgiving you was a hard task
Cause all I ever had was you.
The more I see
The more I remember
The more I feel
The only thing I want,
is to have a christmas eve,
where we could simply have
The taste of wine.