If I stop writing, I will die for sure,
It's impossible to take the torture any more.

The paths crumble in front of me,
There are no other ways I can see.

This boy means the world to me,
And I got drunk and kissed his enemy.

Why should he forgive me now?
I've tried to kill myself any how.

But each time, I see the hope,
Of us together and I'm able to cope.

I've taken medical help and studied alot,
I got the job I hoped for and sought.

I've cried till I fainted and saw death,
But not touched alcohol or a cigarette.

I've held on repeating your name like a boon,
Praying that you will come back to me soon.

I came to give you a present from 500 kilometers,
And you still probably classify me among other cheaters.

I have no where left to go from here onwards,
It's always the girls' fault, the boy is never looked towards.

Yes I was in that room with him, drinking,
But he was the one you called brother,
He was the one who your brother knew for eternity,
How could I know he would take advantage of me?
You were the one who wanted him for a room,
And said I could ask for his help and now you loom,
Over how I betrayed you, heck I lied,
But when I'll die, will you be satisfied?

I know what I did was stupid and wrong,
Call me slut or for whatever you long.
But your wasting two lives by parting ways,
I love you and I've loved you always.

I can live for you, I can die for you,
But I cannot live away from you.
I meant it when I said it,
Every breath is torture without you.