Forbidden love

What is this thing called...
(i think its called love.)
Your call is so faint,
yet the words are so clear
it's as if...
you are standing right here...

It's as if everything is so perfect and great,
no one knows of this deadly fate...
its as if a dark engulfs my silent world
and tears come forth from a little girl...
What is this thing called,
i think its called love,
its something sent from heaven above...
(but what if heaven doesn't exist..)
Then this "perfect" world is just a myth...

The dark continues to engulf my silent world
(this brings forth more tears from a little girl...)

Your call gets further,
yet the words get clearer,
Its as if you are coming nearer and nearer...
Yet you are actually getting
further and further away...
Pushing all your loved ones away
and climbing further in this
on going depression each and everyday...
What is this thing called?
(I think it's called love...)