Cannot
Why does it have to be you? When I am the result of all my darkness, why does it have to shadow you? I swear I didn't take your hand for that, even when I was dying from the blue I swear I didn't mean it and you know it too. But why does it have to be you? Why do my hands itch to destroy the thing that's been holding me too Cut that string and leave everything in the dark Why is my self willing to destroy the thing I love. When you look into my eyes, I swear there's nothing more beautiful than it Is my inner self so gone to recognize what's love all before it How can I stare back at those eyes and decide to take my gaze off because I cannot handle the latter The part which reminds me that my wretched self can ever be loved by another. All the barren parts of me, you awaken up for the summer But it's been so long since I've felt anything other than the cold of winter Anything other than a shoulder my hands beg to hold but my mind chooses to differ How can I...