I look in the mirror and I'm talking to myself
about how I can not let anyone touch my heart.
For you have gone and have not looked back yourself,
you threw my gentle heart into the bin. Tore it apart.

I wanted to shout: Love, do not leave me here alone!
Don't hurt me and leave traces of blood in my heart!
It doesn't matter that I once loved you, now you're a stone.
I resign. Maybe I wasn't a good candidate. I wasn't smart.

I was waiting for you for a lifetime, but was all in vain, for both,
in time you showed me your true face, by the way you kiss.
For I don't give away my spirit to whom makes an oath,
but to the one who'll give me a hand down in the abyss.

I looked in the mirror and all I saw was an error in two,
unanswered questions in different colours of a war.
If it's a monologue or dialogue, I'm not staying in the queue,
anyways, I don't believe in the beautiful Aphrodite anymore.

As crisply as new shoes
meet ancient pavement

confident and certain
but not yet broken in

we set off into a sprint
hand in hand, grinning

and we could run for miles.

you are not
like the other ones:
they see one dead pixel
where you see the whole picture
you are the upgrade
and slowly you
spread colours

it was almost like
      coldplay
    and it was painful----

we both knew
    it was love
we both knew
    it shouldn't be
we both knew
    it would hurt
we both knew
    it should matter
and we both didn't care...

all theories must be tested
all facts, proven
          -----trial-----
     nobody said it was easy
  
            with you,
                nothing ever is...

   we would kiss
        error
             we'd hold hands
           error
  we would text
     error
                   looking into your eyes
                                 error
        staring back into mine
                                  error
            you'd talk to me
            error
   i'd talk back
      error
            you'd scream
                     error
          i'd shout
                                      error
             ­               error
                                     you would walk out
                 error
      error
            i'd chase you
                      error            error
            ­     error
                                      we'd make up
        error
                     we'd make out
                error                                error­
                       error           error
         error
             we'd run    error
                        i  take you    error
                error
                     error
                 error         to my        error
                     you'd take off      error
          error               error
                            error on your               error
        my  error          error  ­whisperror
    error               error
                        error           and     error
          error      moans error   error
     error       moans      error
              moans     error      error
  error          error     moans   error moans
                     moans     erroroans      error
           moerror                     error       error
   error          error            error     error
              error                errorants
        ­ error              error    error
                       errorheavily            error
               error       breathing     error    
                          error sleep
               i wake up
                 error
                                  you weren't there
                                             error
                          error
                       ­ error
                          error
                      ­      error
                          it feels error
                               error but painful
                                           error worth it...
                      -------trial-------
         i worked out
            the maths
               the algorithm
     the look in your eyes
          the magnitude
       of the impending crash
             the way you bit your lip
                     and we'd surely burn
                error---
          like the way you just took of
  but the way you took everything off
                     it hurt
              and it felt so good
                   more than anything else
                  more than anything else
         therefore we have conclusive proof
              but like any other science
           we need to
                             replicate the results
                  just like a coldplay
                       stuck on repeat
                        -------trial-------