if i look for the perfect lighting,
focus the spotlight on the right areas,
i can still pretend we're falling in love.
pretend the flame hasn't gone out,
pretend your eyes still shine when you look at me.
if i hold these daisies close enough to my chest,
light the candles as if romance is still coming,
i can still pretend you'll walk into the room,
kiss me until i'm dizzy,
pretend everything is still the same.
- dreaming under candlelight
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MOONCHILD ; poetry ii
Poetryif i want to die, i'll strive to live as much as i want to die
