whenever you gothe heavens shed the tearsI'm not able to weep

ever since I met youmy heart cannot retire

consciouslyI misread myselfin youI opened uplike a bookand innocenceturned the pagebut you remainthe book of seven sealsunconsciouslytearing my pages apart

eyes like fairytalesyou don't believe in

I loved so muchso often, so hardmaybe that's why I feelso all over the place

the last words have been spokenhanging over my head – the sword of Damoclessince the beginning of timeI will keep on weepingover thoughts and over youwandering about all of my roomsyour absence is all around meand the silence is more frighteningthen any sound has been beforetoo much is truth in those words:that wonders are falsehoodand the days are gone, never to return