and all i can say is (ft. primus man) head north fo less information

My body s begging me to cease whatever caused this condition. My own mind refuses to acknowledge that you re gone. It still tries to bring you back though I do not want it, but I, sure as hell, need it so bad. So it kindly offers all these memories of past. My heart can t let you go, it s something it won t learn to do. It won t listen, it does what it wants to. I cannot control it, neither predict its next move, but, dear, I m sure it loved you more than anything it could love. I m torturing my