The silence of my agony is the root of it all, it's because I always chose you after all. The imprinted pain, the scarred scar, burned me out after all I did, you got too far.
I was so blinded by your light, so bright that I can't even see anything other than light. Your love was blinding that you took the opportunity of taking advantage of me, but I loved you, and I wish you never did.
We were two crows parting ways as we represent the death of the love built for months. The eagle sat by my side because he doesn't have the wings to fly yet, I haven't got the freedom from all this drama and trauma yet.
The three clear lines, odd one out. Blurred or faded, that's because we both faded right before the third monthsarry that I wished we had.
The faded letters that represent you, I'm still crying out of agony all because the man I met was different from the man I kept, that's because I found a newfound man. How could you do this to me, Ryan?