You moved into the hollow rooms I kept locked beneath my skin, turned the silence into music, made the dark feel warm again. Moonlight caught your sapphire eyes, burning softly through the rain, every wall I built for shelter fell like paper in your flame. I said “come closer,” then I disappeared, afraid of everything I wanted here. Maybe we were unfinished stories, scattered pages in the wind, thinking we were walking away while fate was pulling us back in. I’m still that moth beneath the midnight, circling what I can’t survive, drawn to every spark you carry, just to feel a little alive. Nothing left… Nothing left… Nothing left to fear… Fear… You move through me like a ghost through broken glass, half a blessing, half a curse from my past. Sweet venom falling from your velvet mouth, pulling me under, never letting me out. Tell me— is this love or disaster? A crimson halo, a beautiful master. I keep reaching for something that disappeared, but if this is love, why am I still bleeding here? Your blue eyes faded into embers, cold red burning in the dark, every word became a thunderstorm tearing through my fragile heart. The echoes follow where I wander, through empty streets and sleepless nights, your voice still lingers in the shadows, whispering through neon lights. I drank every drop of poison thinking it would set me free, but all it left was broken reflections staring back at me. Now the rain keeps falling sideways, washing colour from the sky, and I’m still searching through the wreckage for the reason why. Maybe we were never meant to save each other. Maybe we were only meant to leave scars. Maybe that’s the difference between love… and addiction. You move through me like a ghost through broken glass, a fading photograph I can’t let pass. Sweet venom falling from your velvet mouth, pulling me under, never letting me out. Tell me— was it love or disaster? A crimson halo, a beautiful master. The memory remains, the feeling never clears, and if this was love… why am I still here?
