Locks of blond and silver eyes;
They are the objects of my desire,
Contrasting perfectly with black and emerald,
Yet all you see in me is filth.
Before I never dreamt that I would love you,
With all the fights we shared,
But I saw inside you too were broken,
And I thought my shards could fix you.
I told you of my feelings,
And you took me to your bed,
Having you inside me felt so right,
But you locked me out and sent me to my Hell.
Was it when his soul left me?
Was that when your feelings changed?
Did you only love me dark?
Or was I just a toy?
I see you now, hand in hand,
With that girl who's soon to be your wife.
She can never love you like I do,
She'll never make you feel complete.
I've had offers, that is true,
But nobody means more to me than you,
You are my hope, my love, my life,
But to you I am simply damaged goods.
I have accepted that you will never love me,
And I can't live my life that way,
The green light doesn't work for me,
So my blade will work just as well.