I hate you.
I want you to die.
I can believe you.
It makes me want to sigh.
We started off so wonderful,
It felt like I was going to fly,
but it ended with a big big bang,
Falling down from that sky.
You saw her,
and she saw you.
I guess you could say,
once again-- you flew.
But me..
I think I'm going to stay,
stuck in the past,
just wanting to go away.
But at the end of this all,
when she lets you fall,
I'll have the memories
and you'll have nothing at all.
