Crimson LoveMy heart is broken, beaten and batteredShattered like the most delicate of glass rosesIt lies next to you in your bleak and desolate graveThe solemn hole you fell into when you took your final breathOur life was sound, our love pureThen we watched our walls come crashing downAs fate intervened in the form of realityWe heard the death clock's chilling chimeI'm left forlorn in this tragic worldI try to live but all in vainIt's not living without youAll that's left are my memories, my illusions, my delusionsThe ominous blade, a reassuring friend in which I trustGlistening with the tears I cry for what could have beenI
Is It Love?It feels as though we have been friends foreverThough I barely know youYou're the one I always talk toThe only one who will listen to these words I choke onI always wait for you to start conversations, thoughFor fear that you don't want to talk to meCan you see what you've done to me?Can you see my heart break a little moreEvery time you walk into the room?This love for you torments meUntil I can barely thinkAt least, not about anything but youMaybe someday you will seeThat although it seems like I don't careI'm terrified of you leaving meI let you in, now please don't try to tear your way outPlease don't make