I don't know what's happening, I just keep losing memories, Is someone calling me or am I just going crazy. I keep looking back but it's not me, I keep trying to go forward but I'm stuck in my old memories.
I'm a flower in a cup of water dying over time and you staring with those sad eyes wishing that time wouldn't move so fast because you want the beauty to last.
Your wings light as a feather, your body the color of a tree that's grown weak, your hair truly magical, your bones so fragile yet Death has won this battle.