Baby, why did you go blind to my wishes? Why was I deaf to your requests? So imperfect and yet perfect together. A story that ended in too much love. I was building dreams faster than you could make them come true.
You went for a walk keeping the legal speed limits, and I was driving at 200km / h through the center of your soul. Too much, too fast, too intense. We played in the same field with your demons until I became one of them. I called your house hell and gave you smiles at dawn. I wiped away tears in the evening and kissed you wet and pressed in the middle of the night. I had become your chaos.
A memory of an angel playing in the ashes. A demon whose smile is no longer naive but evil. A soul that does not understand love if others do not cry. Baby, you taught me to leave. You taught me that there is no end to the world. You taught me that the world ends every night and yet in the morning I have to start over with a smile on my face.
When you built me a hell, how did you expect me to offer you heaven?
