Book 1
Shimmering dusk, this playground's spirits seem to die.
Everything was a whisper, everything i touched seemed to die.
Back then I didn't know it was possible for me to hurt that way.
That was just a prelude, a prelude for the pain to come.
I don't remember "I love you," don't remember you
Holding me when i cried.
Then i grew, and i knew, you, too, could hurt that way.
Distant roar of an engine, evanescence ripples of a sea-less sky.
Sunlight setting in my eyes, blackness blotting the
Light within my heart.
Finally told me you loved me, but you picked up the
Phone and screamed all your lies.
Hito, you know, know I just can't trust you that way.
But it's OK. Scream, scream, cry out and yell what you must.
I'll take it all in, just once more. I won't run...
Run from your blade of guilt and confusion.
Will you hate me now? Will you hold me down and call me a lie?
There's no need to yell anymore. No force is necessary.
This is an open door, but there's nothing inside...