Dangerous,
my words have become dangerous,
they used to be about everyone else in the world,
now they are all about you,
and look around,
in this world of damage and destruction,
my eyes look forward to the day they can see you,
and each time a petal falls off the flower,
the heart question if you feel the same way,
because if out there from among millions of people,
my heart has choosen you,
there must be a reason,
there must...