Everyone fails to mention what happens to the moth after the flame is extinguished
Maybe I should have taken more precaution.
Proofreading the Manual once more before taking flight
I once thought that I couldn't live without you.
Following a gut instinct I knocked on your door only to receive a text of why you couldn't answer
I found no pleasure, being torn in such a way,
With no eyes to weep I became blind by the sun
As I've only dream't of days like this.
The opening of your arms, the caress of your lips.
The peering of the sun peaking through the clouds.
Flaws reciprocate each other until they find perfection, only through outside eyes
Only in my mind does she meet me as the sun kisses the sky.
In reality I'm just the guy she passes by