A first date where one laughs and rates,
A second one only a day away and your heart...

When does love exactly die?
Or does it ever...

Love is lost...
Lost far away...

Dead silence in the darkening air of the night.
Fear building like a snow-balling fright...

Rain falls rapidly upon a pale white face...
Hair dripping soaked in rain and her ominous pain...

Flying high...
On a cold crisp December gust...

Their all fake...
She glances around herself...

You make me so happy,
You're perfect in every way...

Writing on the wall:
Eyes shut wrists uncut...

Dead is mommy
Daddy isn't funny...

Blood runs cold.
Colder than ice...

That night...
It replays over and over through my mind...