You climbed unto my heart and sat on that throne,like all was yours and I too would suffer that faith.

You were right, though I fought and struggled soon your blue eyes a crushed me like the tempting sky

Your pink lips wrapped mine in a rose scented haze and my resolve was over.

It died as quiclly as it spruted and a lingering dissapointment hovers on my chest.

I had been weak and I had let that one gaze of nothing but infatuation both entise me and crush my dreams of ever healing

I do not still love you and if I do then maybe hell is right next foor