I wanted you,
Or was it that I needed you,
I can't really tell.
I knew if you'd be here,
I'd still be in your arms,
Trying to shut out the rest of the world.
My demons, your demons,
They didn't bother to haunt us when we were together.
My skin was your canvas,
Instead of painting rainbows on it,
You threw up black everywhere.
Your voice was my melody,
Instead of whispering sweet nothings into my ear,
You said some of the darkest things.
I would have drowned for you,
You didn't even bother showing up,
You were everything,
My everything.
Despite of it all,
I still wanted you.
Nothing has changed,
I still want you.
-PRADA
