Standing behind closed doors in an antique wedding...
Debris from broken stars fall into her eyes of...
A darkness drifts inside my soul
Into my heart it breathes then dies...
Memories filled her mind
as quickly as they were made...
You need me
like i need you...
I'm sorry for what I did
I know it was wrong...
My leaving...
Started with a day at school...
Staring at you
down the hall...
Although it hurts me
Although it makes me die...
What was once a beautiful, enduring love
Is now only ashes fluttering in the breeze...
It is raining down pain
Thunder storms of sorrow...
Your killing him
your destroying him...
Wilting
The Flower Dies...