It was perfect before I had a name I knew she was my wing-ridden angel the very moment my eyes were blessed she laughs when she wants to cry and her smile it only gets deeper she still holds the pieces of her broken halo...
once again I talk about wolves because everyone has their problems yes I do and I've seen them circling fangs out when I closed my eyes and made my peace with god that moment that moment lasted forever and ever since I left it I am only trying to get back
yes i do remember when darkness was so constant I forgot about light yes, I know how it changed me she was the only beautiful thing I've ever known
Heaven sent me an angel that's the only way I wish I was holding her now I wish I could tell her I love her maybe I can once again we talk about wolves outside its raining I love the rain
If there was one word One word, isolated by itself That I cannot stand above all others It would have to be "Okay" I despise "Okay" "Okay" Is how your millionth day at work went "Okay" Is off-brand raisin bran "Okay" Is how you say life is going When you don't want to admit you spend Every second of it Wanting to die
"Okay" Is packed to the brim with Hidden implications Like a treasure chest Filled with bottles With little subliminal hatreds Written on tiny slips of paper Passively aggressively pushed inside To discover later As I pull out a treasure map And try to decipher Where I went wrong
"Okay" Is a one word dismissal That feels like an essay a thousand pages long "Okay" Is a poison dripping with disinterest When I dared to share with you Something I thought might make you smile "Okay" Is like trying to talk to a wall While watching the paint on it dry "Okay" Takes two seconds to write Yet I waited days For that dreaded word To grace my notifications "Okay" Should be used sparingly As if each time you send it You **** the receiver just a little bit "Okay" Should not be said so often that I know what you're about to say Like I saw it in a crystal ball "Okay" Is not looking up from your phone When I tell you about my day "Okay" Is not the proper response To "I love you"
They say that the opposite of love isn't hatred It's indifference And I can't think of a response More indifferent to pouring out My heart into your hands Than "Okay" At least the last thing you said to me Before we parted ways Showed that you cared At least a little bit "I hate you" Stung less Than the thousands of times Over our countless conversations You responded "Okay" Okay?