Until the stars, have blinked their last,
Wherever on this earth you may walk,
My Valentine, my one dark fire,
Without whom, my soul would expire.
---- A Week Later ---
Why did it start, you broke my heart,
You ditched me for that girl.
She sickly sweet, why can't you see,
that she will may you hurl?
She seems so pure and innocent,
I see past her veil,
But you can hide, but watch from inside,
For the coming gale.