And when I get the chance to look you in the eye again,
And when will I get that same chill when our lips collided.
When will I get trough that narrow door again?
And when I get to grasp those  little hands.

Oh how I'd lock myself with you!
I'd throw the keys into the galaxy.
and pray to the gods that it'd be lost for eternity.
****** in a vortex of deluded ecstasy.

Time is a looping straight line.
But if I could cut it in one end and end up with you.
I'll cut time into countless pieces.
and I'd be falling again and again in a well so Endless.

declare yourself immaculate.
the things we love,
are the things we wish we ultimately hate.