He says nothing,
but with a kiss...

Confusion,
Fear...

You see a tear run down my check,
and I realize that you can't speak...

Its becomes dead silent,
when she enters the room...

I see you,
will your arm around her...

Emo Kid.
Why do you cut little emo kid...

This is it,
the end...

The petals on the flowers,
wilt and fray...

The cuts getting deeper,
when the knife is pushed farther...

Knowing of what could never work,
hurts her more and more...

Blank is the night sky not a cloud nor star in...
what is the moons deal...

Oh can this really be,
I finally will forget...