Dying Love

You knew I loved you,
That'd I'd always be there,
That I would always trust you,
That you were my air,
I needed you to live,
I needed someone to survive,
You were my life,
Forever inside.
Always in my heart,
There you'll always be,
Even though you broke it,
My life has changed in me.
You lied,
And left.
But I will always love you,
Beyond my own death.
I told you these things,
They're the truth through and through,
But you could never love me.
I wasn't anything to you.

-Danni Lestat ((A True Story....))


I trusted you, I told you things,
I told you my life, and I let you in,
Into my mind, Into my life,
Into my soul, and into my heart;
And eachtime you came, a part of me healed,
More secure, more stong,
But what I didn't heed....
Was that it wasn't strength,
You were not healing me,
It wasn't the goodness,
A light,
Of one that was pure.
I was weakening, Darkening,
My whole outlook on life,
It was all turned around,
With the presence of your life.
Of your exsistance, Of your soul,
Of your heart, each part of you cold.
I'm not one to judge, I'm not one to assume,
But when I don't see the truth, That's all in the gloom.
That's all that exsists, nothing more, nothing less.
Just more lies, more questions,
More things unanswered, more things misunderstood.
Only you can change this, Only you can make repairs,
I will remain forever... even if you're never there.