I always think of you, ever since i can remember
i can't speak to you so i wrote you this one...
If only my lips could touch
What only your lipstick can brush...
I've always loved you--
your hands, your eyes...
I see a picture of an angel
everytime i look at you...
I've loved to many times in vain,
Lied to my heart, covered the pain...
Then::
I was sixteen...
Every now and then I'll sit down to think,
About how your love felt like an eternal drink...
Wishing things were different
Another place another time...
So Dull...
Everything colourless, always colourless...
I see your face from across the room.
Your beautiful face that looked like it...
To be there with you
to explore something new...
I have an obsession with the so called grim reaper
The balance of the scales of the divine keeper...