I feel like I am walking
in the closet of skeletons from my past...

I said I was willing to give it a try,
to trust one last time with my nervous...

Somehow, I've become a fraction closer to you
than I ever wanted to be...

I wish I had waterproof eyes
so I could try and let you close enough...

All that I've been thinking of
is how people always try...

Tell me right now what it will take
for you to admit that we are walking...

I will always remember this December night
when everything we had fell apart...

You expect the damage
to be gone with the past...

I gaze into her cloudy eyes
upon her ash white face...

There are no easy ways to say goodbye
to a love so pure...

I can barely look at you
without desperately wishing...

When the heartbreaking time comes
to kiss this love goodbye...