It hurts so much
Like a body cast made of thorns
Because they don't fit with roses
But regardless
Every rose still has them

That's what it feels lik
When I think about you
And I think about you every moment we're apart
From sunrise to sunset
And even in my dreams
Just a couple more minutes of sleep
Please
Just a couple more minutes of sleep
I want to know how my subconscious thinks this will turn out

Will it end in disaster?
Will it end with my demise?
Or maybe we'll be happy for the rest of our lives

It doesn't make sense that just two weeks
Can feel like five years
Time tests the strength of my will
And distance makes my heart grow fonder

The cards are on the table
Yet I'm too follish to fold
And I hold no trump in my hand
A losing gamble
Yet here I stand

Two weeks of patience and pressure
Are traded in for five minutes of pleasure
Worth every second
Better than anything anyone else could offer

The second it's all over
I'm left with nothing to my name
Where has it gone?
She's all that I have
And when she's not there
Everything becomes worthless

I am an empty shell
Molded to the form of her curves
To fit her perfectly
And protect her from harm

But this shell is paper mache
And even the smallest about of force
Cracks her open like a pinata
The candy that falls out is bittersweet
Like the last kiss of the night
The one that echoes across your tongue
And lingers on the tip of your lips
That unforgettable kiss that begs for more time
Pleading "Please don't let me be the last one
Let me remain like this forever
Please don't let me die without you"