I wish you could see this

The halo over my head is burning bright

I was righteously from the God's cloth cut

I am sorry for being me

I will never make myself clean

I hate every bit of myself

I can't help myself, but to follow everything, that you say and all I want is to runaway with you somewhere, elsewhere, anywhere. I want late talks with you till dawn and then till sunset, and I want to fuck your friends, eat your cat, kill your mother, only if you'd let me of course. I want to have opportunity to gaze your pretty star-shaped eyes and beautiful face everyday. I want to dedicate every piece of my art to you, I want to write for you, I want to draw for you, I want to learn music for you. I want to collect your sorrows like a beautiful gems, and your happiness, like a drops of sun itself.

You're like a late-late evening in summer. Like an early morning in autumn. You're everything, that I ever mourned for and everything that I ever wanted and, oh fuck, how miserable I am..