ViCiOUS♥

But once you knew a girl and you named her Lover and danced with her in kitchens through the greenest summer. But autumn came, she disappeared, you can't remember where she said she was going to. but you know that she's gone 'cause she left you a song that you don't want to sing. singing I believe that lovers should be chained together and thrown into a fire with their songs and letters. Left there to burn, left there to burn in their arrogance. But as for me I'm coming to my final failure. I've killed myself with changes trying to make things better but I ended up becoming something other than what I had planned to be. Now I believe that lovers should be draped in flowers and layed entwined together on a bed of clover. Left there to sleep, left there to dream of their happiness ♥