john1zaiii

A sudden gust of icy cool air Along with it, a life of despair Counting the days till we say goodbye Or counting the hours before we would fly Fly away in our separate directions I'm keeping away these unsaid affections Cause I know that comprehension's a burden Mostly when it's falling for a friend If my gray sky could turn itself blue Or modify itself with a slight twist of hue I'd find myself being with you And loving you, if it's the last thing I do But I know by now you're the Helen of Troy Locked within the walls of a guarded cell Endless endings that no one could tell Mixed and confused through your charms I fell Paris