Heartbeat

" A hand on your heart you feel the beat sometimes slow sometimes fast you know because of the sound, that you are alive though you are not living

One summer you had the chance to be happy you could've been you but you forgot and desired now you is gone now only you remain

but I'm hurt too because you left me and I miss you despite my efforts I wonder why you forgot and you desired because all you could've wanted had been here, with me

a hand on my heart I feel the beat sometimes slow sometimes fast I convince myself that I'm alive even without you "