A lonely, dark place,
Which was termed my life.
Was filled with angelic light,
When you entered.
Little did I realise,
That I did nothing for the light.
Now back to a lonely, dark place,
Which was termed. My life.

When butterflies fall in love, do they feel humans in their stomach?

My traitorous heartbeat,
just won't slow down,
tryin' to be discreet ,
with my fallen crown.

It’s been a long time since you let me go,
Does it still hurt that bad?
I don’t know
But it’s been a while,since I’ve been sad

Why is my throbbing heart,
present in the present,
but stuck in the past?

Love didn't end wars
It started them