Beautiful. So. Fucking. Beautiful.

Moonstruck

By the empty, vague

And eternally worthless

Promises

We were so young, easily confused

And betrayed by lust

We thought to angels as lovers

But the demons saw the stains of others

And through the slants in our eyes

They told a story

Anew with precious lines and petty lies

We were broken by the prologue

And the bridge was burned halfway

Because I couldn’t tell you to your face

And you only stared down at my hands

All the words I’d thrown, they were less than

Less than the moonlight upon our skin

Less than the starlight upon our sin

None of the lights above amount to any truth

None of the lights above could paint a picture

Of the sins in which we laid so clear

Yet I longed for your touch, it was sincere

The continuity I found in your lies

Reviving my dead beating soul with passion

Chasing the winds, falling through the clouds

Even as I’m writing I think of you now

So beautiful, so fucking beautiful

You don’t know how you’ve changed me

I smile when I was low

I cry when I was high

I breathed when I couldn’t stand

Because of you

I’m incomplete, overturned upon review

I’m failing, fragile, and fearful of the unsaid

“Go ahead, give it your best shot”

I’ve never been so afraid, to fail you is death

In my mind, it’s better I’d never been born

I love you like I do

I give to you the very best of me

And even in your smile

Even in your nod

I know it’s never enough

(https://m.youtube.com/watch?v=5sQeQC4hT10)