from where it starts. to where it ends. it's a trail of pain and self-abuse.
I'm blessed with love. I'm blessed with passion. shapes stay the same.
the rules are only adjusted. there is no new birth. no second coming.
i'm taking steps like I'm walking on thin ice. on thin ice. there is no
romantic new beginning. no new pair of curious bright eyes. there is no
new seed to plant. no new streets to explore. no new cities to grow up in.
no new promises to hang on to. no misspelled words of love and fidelity.
no more nights to chat away. no more reasons to waste your day. no new
friends to lose. no new faces to adore. no new lips to lick and pass away.
no decisions to Regret.