Dreams are more fragile and fleeting than a glass rose,
so then why are we destined to dream?

When one forgets to put the emotions that overflow in her heart
to rest, they burn the color of passion.

When I'm around, treasure me not.
when I'm gone, regret this lost.

If you were reborn, I'd love again
Till then, wait for me on the other side.

Throw away all the feelings I had for you
For you killed this one thing called love~

I am no gentleman, I can be a prick.
And I do regret more than I admit.

Have you finally found the one you've given your heart to?
Only to find that one won't give their heart to you.

Was I ever in your head like you are still in mine?

Just the comfort of having you next to me
Just knowing that you are here
Just feeling your presence
it gives me butterflies.

Life moves very fast. it rushes us from heaven to hell in a matter of seconds.