"So the movie night's off then?", he asks with a fake smile.
"Yea, some other time.", she says. His throat fills with bile.
She's a neglectful little b***h.
His love is like a spell from a witch.
But the spell is fading...
Even faster...it's disintegrating...
But he wants it to stay...
He wants it to stay...
So many other lights...
So many other fights...
None were his love...
None were his dove...
Why? Why can't she be the one?
Why can't she be the one?
He wants her to be...
Wishing with all his might, "I want her with me..."
She grows ever distant...
More and more...ever distant...
For this love...his hear weeps...
For this love...his hatred sleeps...
He keeps the tears at bay...
Always keeping the pain tucked away...
"Please...", he prays, "Let this love stay..."
"Let this love stay..."
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