Why can't I stop loving you?
It's tearing me apart.
How can people relate Valentines Day,
to frilly pink and red hearts?
The heart is a vital organ,
fragile as a butterfly.
Utterly uselss if you want to live,
to watch you blood spill lies.
Your mind should know better.
Your soul should get stronger,
you breath should come quicker,
for you life shall last no longer...
Because it's over.
And then it's back on.
It's all annoying,
because your the one.
You're the reason that I live,
you're the reason I will die.
My extraordinary personality,
away from you will shine.
