You say you love me,but you don't know how to show it anymore.
Well,he says it like this. How do you love someone that hates himself? How do I break it to the man I love without tearing him apart even more?
Lover, you talk like the sand floating away when the wind hits it. When the air comes and drags you away,we are left with nothing but memories of what we had. You are a distant dream to me,something I crave with all my heart but what I can never have. Like the forbidden apple in the garden of Eden,you are the one thing I cannot get close to and the one thing I want most.
Lover,
Life is a wicked game. We talk with our honey glazed tongues,while the bees sting our feet bur we ignore them,using our soft words as ointment. We reside in empty caves with soft hums that appear out of nowhere. He's alone. You're alone. I'm alone. But something,somehow,has merged us together. I wish it didn't. You make me forget.
Lover,
I have brushed away everything I've had for you,and sometimes I wonder why I love you. You are difficult and antagonizing,but the instant I hear you say my name,it's enough to watch the universe fall apart for. You are nothing more but every hope I've ever had in human form,and I am nothing more than three meaningless words and a warm breath against your skin.
Lover,
I dislike love. It makes me feel weak,like I'm undeserving of it. Love is the only thing that's keeping me alive,however. You claim I'm going to leave. Baby I'm not. The thing is,you're the one that's going to leave. I feel it in my bones.
Lover,
You are a soft candlelit flame and I'm a sky full of darkness.
I will consume you.
