My heart feels like stone most of the days,
It’s tight and cold from sadness,
Yet it shatters under your gaze,
And falls into madness.

Every hug we share,
Feels like a death sentence knowing it won’t last,
It’s something my soul can’t bare,
I wish I could change the past.

Maybe then your eyes wouldn’t be the gun,
Aimed directly at my heart,
Maybe then this agony would’ve never begun,
And this love could never depart.