I think it’s the end.


Hey love.. You’re a delusion.

It's right when u said it. It’s when I try to end it.

I think of you as lust. My red Apple.

We if there's a We,
We could have glorious nights.
But it’s another silent.
Because I know how to touch you and you know for too long.
It’s in our veins.
It’s how we love.

The players
The troubles
Is that what we are?

We're sick being tag in our every movement.
Maybe that's why.

The other side is that
I think of you as my savior
The bible of my palm.
There you stand as proud as I like it that way.

You're a statue of my fear and pride.

But we reach the end.
The end of nothingness. The end of Never Us River.
It’s when u sits beautifully there. I see.
There it is..
Ended. It’s enough. It’s fulfilled.