Months of us, but we're still the same.

We love and love until there's nothing but pain.

You kiss me like I'm your only cure, but with every kiss we become impure.

Without you, I'm incomplete. A messed up, delusional tragedy.

If you ever leave, that'll be the end of me. So please don't go. Don't let me be.

I know that i have the same effect on you. You say that our hearts are no longer two.

It is but one and the same. One heart beating, for the two insane.

I wonder if the fire will ever die down. I don't want it to flicker, at least not now.