I have a vivid dream of an ex in a nice storyline type of thing. I still care for the bitch even though she do me wrong. These are thoughts in my head since if i repeat them aloud the old lady would cut my jolly off for the fun of it. She still keeps a grudge on her... FRIENDS....was.
Two coffins for sleep,
One for you, one for me
We'll get there eventually
In the dark of our graves our bodies decay
I wish you'd never change
How lucky I ever was to see,
The way that you smile at me,
Your little moon face shining bright at me
One day soon there'll be nothing left of you and me
All the things that I have yet to lose
Will one day be gone soon,
Back into annihilation
All things will fade,
Maybe it's better off that way
I wish you'd stay with me