The cold nights
once a thought now reality
a reality i wish to be a dream
I am never warm these days
I can barely sleep
YOU made me warm
(I had to tell him)
that my nights have become a nightmare filled with desiderium
I NEED HELP
I crave to look at other men and see what I saw in you
which i never saw
you remain a mystery i could not solve
she said i’m into pretty boys
she was right
she said no woman wanted a pretty boy
pretty boy = dead end
‘they’ said it was a dead end before it even started
a princess shall meet her prince charming in shinning armor when she least expects it
that’s my own theory of love
me and you you and I against the wolrd
a silent motto
good thing i kept it silent
look how i got here
put me out of my MISERY
another silent motto
