Aug 2015
Take my hand, and we'll plummet to our death.
As we conquer the depths of hell,
our demons deceive us.
They would scream at us, echoing their hate.
You look at me, cynic obvious in your eyes.
I look back at you, as I saw the void of love and its extremes, right behind you.
I told you: "Take me, take whatever's left of me. For I have loved you so, that even in my death, I dream of you."
As we conquer the depths of hell,
our demons deceive us.
They would scream at us, echoing their hate.
You look at me, cynic obvious in your eyes.
I look back at you, as I saw the void of love and its extremes, right behind you.
I told you: "Take me, take whatever's left of me. For I have loved you so, that even in my death, I dream of you."
I may not be able to love you forever, for we shall perish. But remember this, my love, my heart and my soul. I will love you for a long time, and if that isn't enough; I shall love you in the afterlife.
