Gwen Stacy was my love, she was my light
     and in a blink of an eye she was the one who saw the light
no longer there
just a lifeless body in my helpless arms

I don't know what is happening to me
all i know is that i either want to be with you all the time
or talk to you all the time
dose it mean that i am falling in love?
if so i believe i have been falling in love with you since the first time
we spoke, i know it seems cliche but in all honesty
my thoughts of and about you are like stars
i cannot fathom into constellation

If freckles were lovely, and day was night,
And measles were nice and a lie warn’t a lie,
Life would be delight,—
But things couldn’t go right
For in such a sad plight
I wouldn’t be I.

If earth was heaven and now was hence,
And past was present, and false was true,
There might be some sense
But I’d be in suspense
For on such a pretense
You wouldn’t be you.

If fear was plucky, and globes were square,
And dirt was cleanly and tears were glee
Things would seem fair,—
Yet they’d all despair,
For if here was there
We wouldn’t be we.