he is desiring for her, so bad
he has ran out of ideas,
to reach deep inside her soul
to make her understand that he could fix her
all he had wanted was her heart
because w/out knowin it, she already had his
he had left hints at her door,
carved prints on the floor,
imprint memories so intense, its mind-blowin
yet she is still damaged from the one before
unable to shake away her haunting past
he had failed to succeed,
to make her his everythin
to treat her the way a lover deserves
to love her just like a romeo would a juliet
to look after her and simply to see her laugh
never to inflict hurt onto her,
which is rather impossible when it comes to love
the period of time he hadn't met his friends
is the exact duration he hadn't seen her
it is tragic to come to this
the question mark behind how it came to this
he actually saw beyond it all
and could picture his life in the future,
with her in it - his bella luna.
she is so far out of reach now
he has been on sleepness nights ever since
her face sticks out in his mind everyday
he can never understand what it is abt her
that can make him feel this way
esp. after vowin never to fall in love again
she is plain different, and he knows that
but unfortunately its time to let go.
he have held on for quite awhile now
and she still shunned herself from him
just thinkin abt her could bring a smile to his face
he loved her simple way of life - minus the curfews,
he adored her intellectuality
and definitely her warm smile.
it was indeed a challenge,
one minute it was sunset by the beach,
the next it was rocky snowflakes right in the face.
all of it only confused him more
he couldn't deny he was hungry for her
he's clearly left to satisfy himself with the thought of her
lonely and so empty, he feels
why must h.e.a.r.t associate itself with l.o.v.e
slowly, he is losing himself in the mosh pit.
