Contents of my pages.

Everyone tells me, "it's gonna be fine",
but they have no answer.
Everyone tells me, "give it time",
but they have got no answer.
I've got advices on how everything has a tag,
on who deserves what and where should I draw a line,
on how should you be and what I shouldn't do.
I don't blame them, they are not here.
They didn't see us, they won't understand.
But you did, you said, you felt and stayed.
But now what?
I should keep hoping, that's all I can do,
but my friend, my love, I am weak.
I cannot even hope, without you.
They don't have any answers,
and I am running out of questions.