Cruel Seconds

There is nothing left to hope for....
There is nothing left to fight for...
We have to fall apart...
And me.., with large suitcases all over this world... 
I will carry them back home! 

I feel the pain again...taste the salty tears.....
I feel the weight again...the heaviness of goodbyes...the coldness of last kisses ....while there is no hope for repeating the last seconds!
When there is no hope to stop the cruel seconds...