The cure.

Standing at the place we use to be,
thinking about my latest memories,
starting to think you'll come around
but then my mind tells me you're like the winter
you just freezed up.

Times passing by,
and I can hear some whisper on my ear
Suddenly freedom starts calling my name...
Even though you were salvation,
I can feel it's not the same.

Getting to heaven's door as your presence walks away
Crazyness has disappeared
Pain has finally said `Goodbye´

That was the day I realized,
that the exact word to describe my feelings was
LOVESICK.
and nothing gets me happier than to say, that now I've got the cure.