Your lips, against my cheek,
             whispering sweet nothings to me,
                                      is all that I ever ask for,
                                                             in the upside down.

Your luscious dark lashes,
                  your chocolate eyes,
                                 your dimples imprinted in your cheeks.

What else do you want from me?
I can give you the sun, the moon,
and the stars.

But to you, that is not enough.

Please, don't go and boast
that you have stolen my heart.
That is the last thing that I want
on my mind.

I can no longer go on,
with this unsettling feeling.
It freezes over my skin,
like winter coating the earth with snow.

I have nothing more to give
from what life took from me.

I have nothing more to give.
I have nothing left anymore.

Without you, my nights are lonely
and tasteless.

Even wishing on the brightest star
my lonely nights aren't passing.

The world around me is fake,
even the sun and moon,
the sand in my eye.

With you in my life,
gold is copper,
and silver is aluminum.

This is a collection of the madness in my head,
if you somehow manage,
to get your hands on this...

Please respect my words,
for I am fragile.

Thank you.
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