When the sound of my footsteps approach.
You ghost.
Everytime I get close
You ghost.
Why don't you take this rose?
You won't?
You always want me at my most.
My most'
but when i cry and look to you for hope.
You ghost.

How you expect me to be able
to stay stable?

I want to protect you,
but it’s a label to the fable.

The truth is in how you accept me.
Within the cradle of an angel.

You...