I know you're captivated by darkness,
By the way, you shine beneath the sun.
You don't care about the burns you get,
Just to hide it underneath your skin.
You can peel off my skin, and wear it as a shield;
I don't mind the damage I get, as long as it's you.

I know the rain doesn't cleanse the pain you hide,
But standing in the rain brings fleeting joy in your life.
If too much rain fills your empty spaces —
And makes you suffocate,
I'll be the shelter you need to breathe;
No matter the cost.

Waiting for you has become one of my rituals,
And I'm embracing your flaws,
Just to fill the void inside me.

And darling, I can wait a lifetime for you,
But will you say I'm worthy?
You can take the iron from my blood,
To get the oxygen you need.

Seems like this waiting will turn me into a stone,
I'll become your tomb.
So you can take your pain and carve it on me,
You can rip my limb to cut the surface.

I know you're planning to leave,
Will you take me with you, to our home?
As promised, to a white shelter.
I will reach for you, even when I'm bleeding,
But will you?
Or are you saving your love for someone I'm not?
No matter the cost, I'll wait.
My words and soul will become your tomb.