For more i craved
more love, more trust
sleepy and tired, my body is grieved
even now in mind, i think about our bond
you might be in distress, or fall asleep
worry not my amor, our love is deep
we had our moments, shared secrets
lied to gain more love, truth to gain more trust
our love isn’t perfect, but they are jealous
for we perfectly hid it’s imperfections
all that we dreamed, even forgotten ones
we will make it, against the odds
