Cherry-Flavored Death Blow
My eyes can't ignore your beauty,
It's a cherry-flavored death blow,
I will savor, I will not go.
I promise you, it's my duty,
I will make you forget, make you smile,
Though I haven't seen you in a while.
But this is a dream.
This cannot be real.
I was sitting alone,
Not moments ago.
Have you ever whispered
Sweet nothings to an empty room?
I forgot your voice,
But I will see you soon.
My head is floating above me,
Am I finally going crazy?
Or is my heart just getting lazy?
Please, love, please come and see,
Or I will crawl below the ocean,
And life will move back in slow motion.
But that's just a dream.
It can't be real.