I'll run for you.

I would run away for you. Over the moon and into the stars, I would run for you. Leap over comets and sprint over planets if you called my name. I'll run away for you, my dearest because that's the person I am. My heart will never be pure and my head is full of bad things but if you called, I'd run away with you. Forever and eternally yours. I'd run for you if you wanted me to. Only because the ground I have to cover is never equal to how much I love and need you in my life.

I'll Close My Eyes.

All the things I see every day. Faces, expressionless and stone. A laugh is a rare thing in a world so cold. Love, something so pure, is subject to rules of the unholy. Things changed and the past is a reminder of how this will go if I don't stop it. But how can one change how she feels? My dreams remind me everyday that I'm doing something wrong. Something is wrong and my human cannot explain why this is. Lost, in and out of control. I want my heart to stop again. Want to feel that perfect love again but that passion has left me. Our relationship has become something that resembles what my prince did to me. I only have one to understand me, to help me, but his captor fears for her life that her own will be stolen out from under her. I judge other relationships only because I'm looking for a way to save my own. Where does the heart stopping love go when the couple has become too used to one another? I want to block it all out, pretend there isn't a thing wrong but I know there will always be a problem. I can't block it out. Wonderland has grown too far from my mind. I have to face real life or lose myself looking for a way out.

Please Let Me Go On

My sweet and unconditional. Tormentor of my thoughts every second of the day. Impossible for me to forget, impossible for me to accept this silence. I'm lost in words, wanting to feel what was never felt. Everything lost in my thoughts as I drown in nothing. I want to feel it again yet I need to let it go. Please don't shut out a feeling so divine. This is my last hope yet my biggest fear.

If I was lost.

If I was lost, would you find me? If I was dead, would you revive me? Love is weird. One moment, butterflies; the next, it's gone. Love is a fleeting image, if you will. There's something there but if you watch long enough, everything you thought you had is gone. It's a waste of time yet I seem to always get caught up in it. It's hopeless yet addictive. Almost like a fantasy. So lost is a little girl lost in the idea of love. She's learning the lessons that old men have to teach. Old hands touching her pure little body. No voice to scream. What does she know other than her lost scream. Broken, she gives up on 'love'. What is love but pain? She's dancing now for the same men that ruined her. They enjoy the little girl's body. How sweet her pale white skin is. How lost she looks up on the stage. But yet she dances still evermore shamed of the things she has done. This was not the life she wanted for herself. It's lost now and no amount of bath soaps can scrub away her pain. Tainted is the little girl who wanted nothing more than love.

If This Is It.

I've always been ready to face the problems my dear human has to offer. No supernatural to give me those kisses. No ghostly surprises. Just a human and nothing more. Yet with a human comes his need. Need for attention, need for excitement, need for more than I can offer. So as fast as this love started, I fear it may come to an end. This is turning out to be more work than I had thought but I will give this an honest try. I will give it my all so when this does end, I can say that this love was real.