Longing lunatic

Even though it's sunny I don't feel the gift of the hot rays

I tell myself that I shouldn't care about you anyways

that I should let my memory become sun bleached

I wish you were my sun

let your flaming red harp string hair warm me up

be my suitor save me before I drown in my four prison pink walls

I should let this memory catch fire

Cupid hit me but missed his second shot

you don't even talk to me anymore

my heart begs,cries, yerns for you

in the corner of my prison cell I'll be eating the ashes of our memories

every word, every period, every comma

I don't think I can take it anymore

I'd rip my skin off and eat it for you

please please please come back

please

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