Love letters
Glass and floor
Covered in blood
For me, you are dead
I shall bury your pictures
your smell in the bed
Roses in ash
so beautiful in the glow of the spring sun
You are my shadow, my moon
Following me everywhere
But for me, it's over
your love letter shall burn in fire
it's not me speaking, it's sadness and desire
Covered in blood
For me, you are dead
I shall bury your pictures
your smell in the bed
Roses in ash
so beautiful in the glow of the spring sun
You are my shadow, my moon
Following me everywhere
But for me, it's over
your love letter shall burn in fire
it's not me speaking, it's sadness and desire