It's getting harder to breathe...
Is it because I'm hiding way too much underneath?
It wasn't like this the first time,
Or was I just blinded by your loving crime?
They were gentle at first,
But now there's this sudden burst.
...No, it's not passion,
Because it's not leaving me with any satisfaction.
It's dead, dark, and deceitful.
It's foul, frantic, and forceful.
It's not love

The rule of north and south
Opposites attract
Likes repel

But we were not opposites, you see
Tiptoeing on the branches of the same tree
Uncanny similarity and we both knew
Something is wrong and we have no clue

Evidences and theories and proven laws
All were broken for our good cause*

The improbable is what made us
And though it might seem very foolish
Breaking the rules and be as selfish
We can both admit how delightful it is
We have just beaten the laws of physics

"when people leave, they take a part of you with
them. so many have left, there's nothing left to take."

"please don't be sad."

"darling, you can't be sad when you're empty. you
can't be anything."