Perhaps I have not been careful enough.
Perhaps I wanted you to consume me.
Perhaps I wanted to consume you.
Yes, I love you.
Yes, I want you.
But reality's setting in
And the sunspots are clearing from my eyes.
The solar inferno weakens.
I had built you a statue of emeralds and golden thread
But it's been crumbling.
The emeralds are turning out to be moss-covered stones
The golden thread, stiff hay.
I knew you were only human.
Maybe I didn't believe it.
I did not love you because you were immortal.
I did not believe
-With him, with him, I shall love forever
With him, I shall touch the moon.
We shall be created and destroyed, created and destroyed
Forever, and together.
Beginnings and ends in two become one.
Perhaps I thought it
But I did not believe it.
Don't worry.
I will adjust to your humanity
And I will build you a snowman, not a statue.
A snowangel, maybe.
But I am done trying to turn myself to silver.
I am done trying to become an inferno.
Yes, I love you.
Hopefully love is enough.
Oct 19, 2010
Oct 19, 2010 at 6:52 AM UTC
Perhaps I have not been careful enough.
Perhaps I wanted you to consume me.
Perhaps I wanted to consume you.
Yes, I love you.
Yes, I want you.
But reality's setting in
And the sunspots are clearing from my eyes.
The solar inferno weakens.
I had built you a statue of emeralds and golden thread
But it's been crumbling.
The emeralds are turning out to be moss-covered stones
The golden thread, stiff hay.
I knew you were only human.
Maybe I didn't believe it.
I did not love you because you were immortal.
I did not believe
-With him, with him, I shall love forever
With him, I shall touch the moon.
We shall be created and destroyed, created and destroyed
Forever, and together.
Beginnings and ends in two become one.
Perhaps I thought it
But I did not believe it.
Don't worry.
I will adjust to your humanity
And I will build you a snowman, not a statue.
A snowangel, maybe.
But I am done trying to turn myself to silver.
I am done trying to become an inferno.
Yes, I love you.
Hopefully love is enough.