At the Inception of our Always , you were the Angelic Moon , and I , the Lover.
You looked at me, disgusted, as I was a Casanova.
And I looked at you,with love, as you were a Nova.
As you dared to reach out to me, I gladly put my hand out , holding for you.
You came , I embraced you.
We danced , slowly.
You walked away as the last note faded in the background , because I was incoherent and hideous.
I kept calling your name out , obliviously, that you would never turn back.
And now I drown myself in ballads, falling prey to my to my deepest fears of OBLIVION.