My Side Of The Story

I could tell through your face,

That love's blooming fast.

The broken past is repairing,

And even though it can't be fresh, 

It's worth a try! 

For the shame that denied me to bear love, 

For whom I thought myself to be undeserving of love,

You granted me an opportunity to show you my imperfections. 

I still remember your question, " Where would you like to take me "

So here's an answer to that -

I want to show you the darkest places of my past, 

To tell you why I made a murderous personality,

These consumed me from within.

Being stuck there for a long, 

I stopped seeking a way out.

To repair which is not possible if it's not your chief desire 

If you change your thought, that may change my mind 

For I beleive hate be fairer than being hurt with gentle ignorance.

Be as though your presence is precious, gracious and kind, 

Or at least allow me to show what's in my heart,

I'll make another place of love for you, 

That beauty still may live in there somewhere within.

Walking back and forth to get a glimpse,

 Through windows so thin shining with gold dust.

I m Sitting with a desire in my mind, 

I wish I could do some magic just enough,

So that I could replace the sun's kiss with that of yours.