I never thought I could let it happen...
That I would find myself here...
Lying in another's arms...
Not a shred of guilt, and a heart so warm.

Thank you, my love, for saving me from myself.

Someone told me to take a plunge.
Move on.
Leave him behind.
Find someone new.

And, even when I found you,
Who were you really,
In my mind,
Compared to him?

Perhaps a distraction...

You are the one that I love.
I hate it.
I hate that I love you,
and I hate you for being the one that I love.
Because my heart's always alone,
and so is my body,

Do I give up now?

Do I decide...decide that that was the last time?
The last time I'd watch you walk away--
and be determined to follow
or to at least know why?
Can I call that the last time?

It's the third letter in my first name,
And the fourth in my last...
That is the letter I wear every day...
Dangling from a simple silver chain...
alongside my mood-key around my neck.

I miss you though I see you almost every other day...
I love you though it's something I know you wish would go away...

I told you that I loved you...
You never asked me why.
I could not have answered you you...
But that very truth is why.

It's why I know I loved you...
For more than just your smile and eyes,

Like a vengeful ghost to his murderer,
So you haunt me when I sleep...
Worked yourself into my subconscious mind;
Infiltrated my dreams.
Now it's become so hard to sleep...

Silence, absence of sound, of the many different noises,
Silence, tries to be, wants to be, just serenity.
But it is not...
Silence is a curse, a punishment upon me.

So then,
this is how it ends?
Gasping for breath,
For the strength for my sight--
To look into your opened eyes...
Now, at last, you realize?

I don't want you to apologize--

I learned how to love and learned what I'd lose,
Neither was something I'd willingly choose--
Love came with pain, and left the same,
I found you and left here without you.

Don't look into my eyes;
I don't want you to see me cry.
Every tear is but another guilt;
Guilt that I'd not wish on you.

It's not your fault that I'm this way,

Yes, I still play D.D.R.,
But my life seems such a game...
Am I really playing the game?
Or is the game playing me?

For, with every step back,
I remember his face.

I know you don't like me...
Well, I hate you too.
But the only ones I ever hated,
were those for whom my love was true.

So tell me I don't love you...
How could you ever know?

Laying on the roof
Watching the night sky...
Thinking about you
Could you be watching too?
If you are...

Did you see that shooting star?
I'll make a wish tonight...