I know you see the world burning around, those sorrowful tears of despair in your eyes, streaming down like the waters of Peru

But I am going to grasp you close, I don’t know how much youth we have left, but I know I wish to spend it with you

I won’t whisper sweet nothings to you, I won’t partake in giving you roses, I won’t promise I’ll be around forever

I tell you in clear tone, that I wear my heart on my worn out sleeves, that I see you and I see why life isn’t always darkness

I’ll take you to the rivers I walked before, and tell you my memories, and how I wish to make new ones with you

I’ll tell you that I’ll die one day, and that I wish to make it count, so I’ll take my seconds being around you

You aren’t a waste among this earth, you are the lotus among the thorny vines, the magnolia against the pouring rain

You are the temple in wish I find sincereity, you are the docile lake were I look at the mirrored stars above

You are the roaming fox, among the foggy woods, encumbered by dread and sorrow

You are the realm were fantasy becomes real, were dreams take forms of plausible smiles

You are what makes the doubt become dust, you are the breath that blows it to the eternity around

You are the astral spectical of crystal amazement, you are the life inside the dreams of love
You are something amazing, something special, something extrodinary