My Dearest Love
I have denied that a tear ever touched my skin
While you apologize for your actions, once again
like fire and gasoline dancing
our flame has grown brighter, more destructive
I've stayed, your hand in mine, I can't blame myself
You, my love are my moon and my stars
In a dead black sky, cold winds blowing
I used to be your sunshine
You've cursed me for being too bright
I've tried to convince myself
You do it all because you love me
Your clenched fists exude anger, not love
The words rolling of your tongue tear my heart to shreds
My moon has left the night sky
The flames have consumed me
My love, I am sorry
these tears can not be denied any longer
Goodbye
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