My loneliness persists, it is a condemnation of love, that you bleed through my veins, invaded with sadness, madness of not seeing you anymore, that each memory is the only gift of your life, that feeds my soul, I do not know what love means, if my great treasure of life, is no longer alive, I do not know what is more melancholy torment me reading your diary or see your portrait, to question god that was not the time, why love hurts, that suffocates me with the stench of your death.
That it is worth murdering me, because it means nothing, live with the fact that I loved you, it will be my vow to embrace death itself that I take from my arms, I will not always turn my back on it; who will be my friend to be with you, will be with this the last red rose, that I will place in my bed, it will be like the wine of my last drink, to make me drunk if my love persists, like my last adventure that I lived for you, because life is the same and hope that your love comes from so far away, to narrow you gently, without touching you, that I will not stop letting you think with my feeling, in the war of love it's like a blade, that you value this love, so you it exists in my life, that as the fountain of youth that our love, even if it has an injured look, I drank from your source that my whole life will be my undoing.
Author: @chetoblackmetal.
Price is what you pay. Value is what you get.
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