Who am I now,
If not the apple of your
sharpest, most erudite eye?
Release from a love isn't easy
when without its life,
you know only to die.
Did I ever make you
feel loved?
Because I swear I did try.
Fire's still fire
No matter how hard I might cry.
Nov 8, 2018
Nov 8, 2018 at 9:44 PM UTC
Who am I now,
If not the apple of your
sharpest, most erudite eye?
Release from a love isn't easy
when without its life,
you know only to die.
Did I ever make you
feel loved?
Because I swear I did try.
Fire's still fire
No matter how hard I might cry.