And I suppose I still miss how we drank the moonlight,
how we never felt trapped by time
and instead banished them away, within
those moments I was hypnotized,
by the scent of your skin,
the flow of your hair,
and your eyes, yes your eyes, I
suppose in a way I was not free at all
because as your eyes greeted mine,
they captured me there,
and although I was not imprisoned by the human construct of time,
I was imprisoned by something new, something
beautiful and oh so blue,
your eyes were swallowing me,
and they trapped me in that room.
Although I still adore you,
these actions resulting from inebriation and adoration are nothing to adore,
please just let me go,
I can not handle this pain anymore.