

Do you know why I wrote this letter? Because this is the bleeding pain Flowing with uncontrolled tears From a helpless soul Sitting down on
Late into the night, As the spirit of darkness roamed the world An innocent lass lay on her bed All she wanted was sleep But
The first time he approached me, I was afraid of him, I still had the innocence of a young girl, He asked for my phone
The beautiful moments we had The memories of us dancing in the rain The number of times we went out The nights we stared at