Stare at the sky, what do you see?
Nothing too special, not really...

Beauty.
Something few can define in words...

A rush.
She rustles the trees and my breath runs short...

It's complicated, this love thing.
It makes you think of who you are...

Old habits.
The feeling of the blade on my skin...

Quickening pulse.
Running...

Over, over, over.
Did I ever tell you I hate that word...

Hide it all.
Don't let me in...

Lightless.
Nothing can be seen...

Shaking hands reach for small pink lips.
Empty eyes know the floor...

It's tough to say that I'm perfectly happy
I've asked this question once before...

She saved me.
Took me back to where I wanted to be...