I'm not supposted to love you
I'm not supposted to care
I'm not supposted to live my life
wishing you were here
...
Blue eye's,
like the sky,
looking through one's soul,
could they be real?
...
Blood,
like poison,
can kill a woman or...
can rage a man,
...
Some say,
that a sword made of wood kills a vampire,
Some say,
that a bullet made of silver kill's a werewolf,
...
Every time I look into those,
sad sky blue eye's,
I feel my heart and body melt.
...
No one said,
death can cause so much pain,
but it changes the way people look and how they feel,
...