They tell me I create magic with my words
They don't know that you are the one
providing me the magic dust.

I want to get high with a stranger
and spill out my deepest secrets
to him as I make him
fall in love with me.
The stars and the moon that witnessed
our love will now see
how I leave everything behind
and turn my life
into a tragedy.

I ran to the washroom and locked myself in. The tears started rolling down my cheek. I tried breathing but instead I puked. I puked blood. My mouth tasted like rusted iron. "God, what is happening to me?" I couldn't control myself and I puked again and again until I lost the count and crashed on the floor.

I woke up in the pool of my own blood. It was dark yet I could still see the shadow. It approached me slowly and bent down to my level. I tried getting up but slipped and fell back in the puddle. It slowly raised his hand and caressed my cheek.
"You are being punished for your sins, sweetie."
With that, I puked blood again but this time it tasted sweet.

I found myself crying for you again
It hurt a bit differently this time
I might forgive you someday for breaking me
But I am sure my Lord will never do the same.

Winter reminds me how much
I miss your warmth
and right now I am freezing to death.

He was scared of dying and she was scared of living
Together they found love in the state of oblivion.

Like a spider he crawled
and made his net
with strands as strong as steel.
Then he waited for his prey
as he disguised as a butterfly

And I was the unlucky one flying by
on that lucky day.