Wednesday, December 1, 2010

m.e.l.a.n.c.h.o.l.y

With your chinese eyes,
I melt,
everytime you look at me.

Of those gloomy nights,
I'm safe,
all the time, that has to be.

With your secret smiles,
I fly,
whenever, you are near me.

With your ways, so nice,
I'm fine,
in my heart, you'll always be.

But those stupid lies,
hurt me,
still I believe, faithfully.

With your sad goodbyes,
I die,
I was lost, when you left me.