Gutter

Some words takes time to be said,
seisured in the heart loaded to their limit.
It makes me throw them away,
i spent hours walking by your side
i won my prize,hand in hand and a kiss goodbye.
All that alcohol that we took up last night,
makes me sad,now i´ll wait until monday.
When a brand new world,will arise.
I´ll clean up the mess,and set my heart
and wait for you to come,and mess it all up again.
Don´t be late.