he told me once how he had this urge to **** himself, this feeling irking in his bones leaving him breathless and striving for something to hit him in the head and end it.
i asked him if he wanted to go out to eat  
but he said no
i asked him why
he said because he was too good for me
and then i realized i was talking to myself

I felt like i had the world

When you gently held my hand for the first time

When you knocked on the door when it was 4 AM  and the world was still asleep and you were holding a single beaten rose and said it meant love

I thought you was crazy but i couldn't stop smiling.

Then i never saw you again and i searched for you if you must know

I moved to a city far away from here because i didn't belong here anymore

yesterday i went back to that old little bridge that you used to twirl me around in, i had to because i felt like You were there but i couldn't reach you
but i'm leaving and i don't think i'll be coming back because i'm really tired now.

You came and gone like a cold breeze in death valley rare and impossible to last.

After too long i learned that i couldn't have the world and i was that single beaten rose. it's been 4 months but i'm back now and i still cant find you.

i miss you.