A teardrop, a fallensnowflake. A word unspoken.
Phrases of love, now dead on ghost lover's lips.
The time flies, butyet it seems to stay. Look into my eyes, see the words I cannot say.
Make my day, roll the death away.
Let the white doves fly, high in the blue skies.
Let the dead move to their graves, and stay there until they rot into the ground.
While my cries echo in the sky, your eyes close in fake misery.
You act as though you're in pain as well, but do I truly know what you're feeling. Am I still good enough, or am I less worthy than I was weeks ago?
Talk to me, tell me all you can. I love you baby, please still love me. Lips upon lips, mouths pressed together, breaths taken quickly, dizzingly fire dances behind my eyes.
One more kiss goodbye, I beg you to stay.
And yet you go....
How did I know that you would break me?