Time to dance the morning dance
And I had to dance alone.
I thought I saw it in your eyes...
fallacies in logic, and the gaping hole in my chest since that day we decided to become one.
When the moon was cold, your touch was warm (so warm) and my brain boiled and bubbled in this caldron of a head of mine...
No one could have guessed or seen it coming.
The secret you whispered to him