Dear flower of any other name
I'm terribly sorry to say what I say
To feel what I feel, to see what I see
To only see you being with me
To remember the times that didn't  exist
It's tortuous , temptuous, tumultuous, taught
I wish for the past to be present again
I feel like I'm dead but I haven't began
To see a new light, to feel the sun's rays
I run to hello but there's price to pay
Left to wait, day and night on repeat
For that magical magical magical ping
Yet I fucked it up, oh sadly it's true
All because all I could think of was you