I don’t know what’s wrong with me. Every day I become more frightened. That you’ll leave, that you will forget me, that our words blew far away with the wind, that your heart no longer beats for me.

I don’t know what’s wrong with me. Every day I become more frightened. That you’ll leave, that you will forget me, that our words blew far away with the wind, that your heart no longer beats for me.