green eyes

the endless

made out of vivid memories and lucid dreams

You're never what you seem to be when your world crashing down

You're next to me asking for help

I could never say no to you

Every inch of you is possessed by lust

Every thought of you is possessed by love

Every glance I give you possessed by beauty

And the Flickering lights of hope

Trying to teach us Morris code

Telling us "destiny is not what it seems"

So remember this

"I'll help you today but I'll be gone tomorrow, so save the rain that comes from your eyes for the nights, the lonely nights you heat up and melt down on a bed made of sorrows and hatred for world and its people including yourself."