The idea of missing you has turn to a beautiful poison
A poison that I can not hate
but I can not endure
This poison has left me to decay in this lonesome state
Only you can rid me of this beautiful poison
When I embrace you in my arms the poison will disappear
For you are my cure to this beautiful poison
Yet when you are absent from my eyes
I will once again go through this beautiful poison
That I look forward to every time
