Fire, glowing red cinders, black ash
destructive, constructive, like a double...

I Can't stop
thinking about you. No...

Shakespeare once wrote;
"could i compare thee to a summer's...

No one else does what you do.
You amaze me, astound me...

Never met anyone like you before
so glad i did otherwise...

I enter your room
I feel at home here...

Rain falls, lightning strikes.
Thunder booms, dark clouds above...

My stomach flips whenever you're near
I don't know why i feel this way...

"Friday", you said
I can wait till then...

Lord knows I knew it wouldn't last
forever. But the way it ended...

You say you love her,
i don't doubt that you do...

I'm sitting here in my room,
no windows to see the light of the moon...