To my gentle eyed girl,

When it comes the time to draw your blade,
I swear not to blink,
And not to blame.
I will drive alone like it were in the beginning,
I will remember to greet you
Just as the living.

You allowed the sea to answer,
In the eve of sunrise;
When there truly was no love.
Just 8 ball responses passed over to the blind side of a two-way mirror.
Where we both saw a fool.
Yet yours has one heart,
And mine had two.

Love gouged me blind - still a part of me knew,
That you were high on life whilst I was high on you.
And now i've awoken with a mentality shift,
I'm not afraid to die but afraid of the lift.
Because when you left I had died the last I looked in your eyes,
As you stole all hope - eliminating my highs.
Yet as my world may turn black,
Without you,
Without drive.
At least yours without me,
You are free,
You will thrive.