you make me melt and burn
i don’t even know how is that possible
until you touched my soul
you say all the right words
and everything that comes out
of your beautiful mouth
makes me tremble with love and lust

what we had is beautiful
too beautiful that it seems like an illusion,
a dream, a fantasy, a conceit
too beautiful that it scares my existence
as if I don’t deserve this
too beautiful that it hurts so bad
knowing that everything
— even beautiful things
must come to a ******* end