some poem . .

enough said . surely i love u more . 

: miss zaireca

You might be just what i need

No i would not changed a thing .

Been dreaming of this so long

But we only exist in this song

The thing is , i'm not worth the sorrow

And if you come and meet me tomorrow

I will hold you down , fold you in

Deep , deep , deep in the fiction we live

I break in two over you

I break in two

And if a piece of you dies

Autumn , i will bring you back to life

Of course i see you

I do . . .