If the sun was an original light source.
And the mood reflected it.
Then our love was like an abyss
Sad... Lonely, lost.
I often pride myself with adoration for you, i would pray to God and thank him for bringing you to me.
But no matter how hard i prayed
Or how hard i tried to shine my light on you, so you could reflect it.
In the end you always looked at me.
With those eyes.
Those "pathetic fool" eyes.
I knew i wasn't good enough.
But i gave you way more than deserved.
Way more than enough.
My light was wasted in your abyss
My love was wasted on you.
You just didn't deserve me.