Let it be prismatic,
Make it enigmatic,
You can even let it be exotic,
Avoid allowing it to be toxic,
Don't be like an alcoholic,
And don't let it turn melancholic,
For god's sake make it romantic
But make it happen.

Let it be prismatic,
Make it enigmatic,
You can even let it be exotic,
Avoid allowing it to be toxic,
Don't be like an alcoholic,
And don't let it turn melancholic,
For god's sake make it romantic
But make it happen.

It is all about the memories,
That like the dreams we fail,
And the thoughts we will not share,
They drain and slip through our fingertips.

Waking up from a sad dream,
One we would love to forget,
But love induced sadness,
It is hard one to get rid of.

The dawn rises synching with your chest
Your eyes shining from the watery tears,
And your mind is playing games,
It feels as if you are together,
Then reality and the dream world collide.
And you are staring through the window,
All alone.

It is all about the memories,
Those we keep close to our hearts,
Close enough to make us feel alive,
Close enough to let them hurt us.

That like the dreams we fail,
We forget and never go for them again,
Ashamed of the idea of fulfilling them,
Too frightened to share them.

And the thoughts we will not share,
They are rotting in our veins,
Growing hungry inside their lair,
Waiting for a chance to escape.

Small, unnoticed,
Just a flicker in your chest,
Not enough to realize.

How long has it been since you felt it last?

Grand, unpredicted,
Exploding lights in my chest,
Dumb enough to realize.

How long can I last without feeling it again?

You say it's better to scare it off,
I say it's better to face it off,

Don't you think, that I know,
How bad is this for my own?

You realize,
And you decide,
That my wings shoud be shaved off.
While all I want,
Is our wings to fly together.

If I'm a silly butterfly,
I hope he is drums and fireworks on the rain

I have to face,
That its his face,
The one you can't stop thinking of.

That you are written,
With fire in my heart,
And I'm written,
With chalk in your heart.

That you are as faithful,
To your words,
As you are to your love.

I'm biding my heart,
For a couple of minutes.