These sober, summer days
Blend together...

Extended time has slowly passed by, leaving such...
this consuming, fervent warmth I feel for you is...

Fifty-eight pieces lying on the ground,
and your whiskey-drunk eyes burn...

This fog is all I am now.
It crept slowly, ever so slowly...

You make my head bubble,
with sparkles every night...

The hearts you draw on your skin,
always seem to sparkle at night...

Dark as an onyx star,
My doubt and confusion...

I'm sorry I hurt you,
with the things I say...

It's days like these,
I remember you most...

I pinch my skin with this watch
that's weighing down my arm...

I think I'll write you a poem,
for the one billionth time...

You came into my life
With a smile...