Broken hearts and broken lungs, the fleeting thought of when i first met you...
Across forged seas; misery lusts in unexplained horrors, for only few to see
And I was chosen, stupid as it is, to meet what was so shunned from the public eye
Starry eyed glimpses foretold the future that we would have
Hands unclaimed by materialist struggle, untamed by ideology
And yet we stay caught up in what it was, not what matters now

just understand




[b[I Love You! [/b]