Closing my eyes so you'll see
the galaxies you sewed on my eyelids.
Tainted blue, crying rivers of
melted wax from all those candle-lit
dinners you missed because you chose
to stare at the stars instead.
I'm dancing by myself tonight but
I can hear your body swaying;
you're an ancient myth made to
scare the impure, my love.
You're a fallen angel that even
the devil chooses to exile.
Pain, pain, pain, pain, all you
do is cause me pain, my beautiful
mortality. Who told you that you
could walk away without your
wings?
Look. Look, please. Look.
Look at the empires I'm tying to your feet.
Stay.
