There you are again.
Perfect in my view...

Yes,
I've been there...

It is in your eyes,
It is in your smile...

An incision to the flesh,
scarlet that seeps out...

Enigmas can surround us,
even in the clearest of all days...

Heavenly eyes of hazel,
sweet voice made for an angel...

It all used to be sacred.
Your heart and soul remain un-shattered...

In this time and place,
we can remain uncertain of what is awaiting us...

Melancholy...
You wrap your arms around yourself...

Out here in this desolate, godforsaken...
my mind is only reminiscing all of our blissful...

Can you remember the words you spoke to me that...
"Anyone that doesn't have any regrets must be...

A blush creeps onto his face.
A delicate hand traces a path along his cheek...