What is that makes one man pure and another a monster?
Is it simply a predisposition or does one need to develop longer?
How can one give in to their primitive dark temptations?
While the other is chained to their morals and holy aspersions?
How can one gain pleasure from lies and desertion?
When another gains pleasure from helping and self correction?
How can utter evil exist in one mans blackened heart,
While one can be pure mind, body and soul from the start?
If we could answer this mystery we could heal what tears us apart.

Like a moth to flame
I attract to your pain
months have passed
But I still feel the same
The memories have returned
As my heart flared and burned
I wish it was like it was before
To satisfy for what I have yearned

In our golden days I came to you
And would melt in your embrace
But now your heart is in another place
Emotion used to have a home behind your hazel eyes
Your stoic gaze announcing our demise
Everything simply meaningless lies
I wish I could of done or said the thing to keep you there
But I doubt you even cared.

Why is that when people break up they can't be friends?
Some of us would like to keep ties with our loose ends.
Yes, we were lovers, and that may seem scary
But I think it's quite the contrary

Who knows you better than your ex?
The person who everyday you used to text
Who else has kept all your secrets?
Not shedding light on any of your weakness
Who else cares about you more
Arms open, never showing you the door
And who else will love you when get old?
No one because your heart has grown to cold.

Now I know I will never be free
These angel wings were not meant for me
Ive tried to soar with all my heart
But the thought of you just tears me apart.
I've tried glide above the ground
But in my head your always found
I spread my wings and heave a sigh
Perhaps I can never say goodbye.

I wish I could wash away it all
The love, the hate and every pit fall
I wish I could drown the memory of your face
Every line of it still can trace
I wish we could submerge our sleeves in waters a new
Creating better memories, ones pure and true.
I wish we could swim in the clear waters of trust,
But I fear you never left the shallow end of lust
I wish one day I can wash you clean
Bringing out in you your beauty unseen
I wish one day I could again playful sink
In your waters so delightfully pink

In your arms I was the safest of all
A feeling so grand it had no name to call
The times I was with you seemed like a dream
I don't think that i'll ever know what you mean
I still hold your secrets and you hold mine...
Hopefully our souls will meet again in time