I used to have a little book
a little book filled with secrets...

In the pale fields of death,
I see only darkness...

When I see you,
My heart skips a beat...

You said forever
Now you must mean never...

You walk away, and I see you smile.
Your beautiful eyes are glowing with satisfaction...

I'm not sure what I want
Is it you, or him...

Left alone in her own little world
Pain, so much pain...

The memory is there,
It still hurts to think that i did what i did...

You held my hand,
Fingers scared...

I have left a scar,
On your already wounded heart...

With these words,
Stuck on that page...

The memory is there,
It still hurts to think...