God

You went back to your old ways.
I became a believer.
Began to believe in God.
And all he judges.
And that I will stay alone.
Loving someone who never will know.
Know anymore.
But my God is not here.
He takes my soul.
And replaces everything.
A day is not happy.
It’s a change of mood.
Every hour.
I wish I was needed.
Loved with no conditions.
Available to romance.
I wish love would see.
Sometimes nothing matters.
Just love.
Love that tears everything apart.
But vividly gives you a life.
A reason to live.

always believe in God, he knows what he does