Be the moon of my moonless night Be the poetry I always wanna write Be the soothing zephyr in days of extreme heat Bring me back to routine when I'm little offbeat
You're the SOURCE, of my LOVE, And INSPIRATION, Without, I'll BE out of WORDS, then, if I'm out of WORDS, How will I EXPLAIN, and EXPRESS how MUCH, I LOVE YOU?
I tried to hold even with a damaged rope. You were not improving at all. But I don't know why I always had this hope. All the threads of my rope gave up eventually. You broke my hope into pieces brutally. I wish I could give you one more chance but now I don't want to. Who am I to give chances when even God will not forgive you.