San Francisco, CA.
It is unfortunate that these times,
Are filled with endless rhymes.
One line written after the other,
In an attempt to find us, one or the other.
Was it so wrong for me to have fallen for you,
My love, at first, refreshing as the morning dew.
I could not have asked for more than I had recieved.
Yet, my past, continually making me feel decieved.
I had genuinely changed myself on your part,
So much had I become the man you had loved from the start.
Filling us with so much happiness and hope,
Yet, with this hope came more problems;until we could no longer cope.
And still, time withered away at our love,
Showering us with constant rains from above.
Breaking down the sacred shrine our love had built,
And forever more sending our world into an upsetting tilt.
So many expectations and burning desires,
Life-like dreams and ravenous wildfires.
Each within my heart and soul,
and one after the other claiming its toll.
Flooding my eyes with constant tears,
And consuming my love with endless fears.
Perpetual insecurities continually surrounding us,
Glaring eyes and demeaning whispers forever dividing us.
So much emphasis put on our social limitations,
Never taking a look at our lives and loves representations.
I wish I could make you understand how I feel,
These visions, these dreams, they're so real.
Its driving me insane,
This hurtful game.
Don't you realize I'd choose death over life,
Hell over heaven, it doesn't matter, its all the same.
All of this I would do,
If only I knew it meant I would be with you.
I love you, that will never change,
You to me will never be out of range.
My love, will search for you beyond space and time,
And if loving you is my only crime,
Then I choose to burn in hell for all time,
That I would do, if it meant, that I couldn't be with you.