I bled through to the flickering present.
Feeding myself to flames of test.
Grabbing on to the thread that joins;
me and you to the fatal world.
Hope their is but no one knows.
Love their is but no one feels.
And i shall live on just to get the last touch.
With the trust that was never meant to be.
"And i mistook a intense infatuation to be a emotion of love.."