I was on a bridge in snowyou held my hand and I had to go.I loved you muchWe keep in touchThen I found out about were not real

Not truly so

You skin was pale as evening snowYour teeth were sharp

Like daggers one would say

You lived in night but not in day

You were a myth

Like In those fables

When this I found

My heart was not stable I look away and say to youHow do I know your heart is true?

You take my hand

I Turn to you

If you were me and

I were you what would

You say If I asked you?

I would say my love is trueand blood means nothing

Compared to he said I love you true.