Broken Heart

My heart is broken
I need you to heal it
Because when you smile
I believe in rainbow
In the colors of life
And I stop see the world
In black and white.
The rain feels like silk
The wind blows in my face
I feel completely alive
Because in the end of the park
I will find you.
I try to regret for the lost hours
But I know in my thoughts
That we never lost time
When you think about the one you like.
I think I can let my past go
But I realize tonight
That a broken heart
Not can be glued
So easily
Because it is made of me
And not made of wood.

P.S: Esta tentativa de escrever algo em inglês surgiu de uma brincadeira com uma amiga (penfriend) que tendo lido o meu blog me pediu se eu conseguia escrever algo na sua lingua materna, e pronto aqui ficou essa tentativa mas não sei se correu lá muito bem.