Yes, I love you,
And it's true
that now i hate you,
just I won't let you know
how much this breaks me.

Stare into the night sky
feel that last glass of wine
warming up your veins,
all these stars
looking back at you
just to see themselves reflected
on your golden drenched eyes
they like to make your face glow
they say it feels so close
to the freedom of being born.