If weakness is a wound. That no one wants to speak of. Then "cool" is just how far we have to fall. I am not immune. I only want to be loved. But I feel safe behind the firewall.
Welcome to my big mistakes. Selfish dreams and wasted days. Welcome to the part of me I hate. . I come to You with head in hands the little bit I understand.
Let's take a walk into the sky. Conversing with the stars to fathom why. They're not afraid to burn. To lose themselves while turning into light. . If we were lovers like we were meant to be.