I committed suicide and now know why it's a sin. . .it was the first peaceful thing I've ever felt in a very long time.

All this time I watched you on your balcony.
All this time you had my heart and didn't even know it.
All this time I wanted to tell you.
All this time I loved you and couldn't show it.

Sure, you tell me that your blood is red just as everyone else's. Still, can you blame me for wanting to see proof. . .lots of proof.