I'm distant
Not hidden away alone distant...

I am a deep maroon rose
Dark and easy to wilt...

I am the warm wind
Sent to rustle your hair...

Don't let dreams slip through your fingers
For if they do...

For now I try
To look to the sky...

Pain feels like a dull knife
Forcing its way through a steadily beating heart...

On some days I'm a matador red
Alive and full of jubilance...

Something I've always wanted
And now I'm glad I tried...

Look at my smile,
see what I hide...

More often than not
I find I do not understand myself...

Everything you say to me
Every bit of kindness you've shown me...

You can't imagine how much I wanted you to be the...
Everything I feel for you...