When you left
I didn't bleed
But my ink does.
Thank you for making me feel
So lonely.
Because this is how I turn things
Into something better.
Something so lovely
That anybody would want to feel.
That anybody would wish to have.
That anybody couldn't take.
That I, myself couln't give
Cause all the thorns remain in me
Are the product of what I have gave to you long time ago.
Love.
You wrapped and return it unexpectedly
I'm surprised
I swear
That's the best scar I received
I'm thanking you.
For leaving me that night
But you are wrong for thinking
That it made me hate and feared the darkness.
It turns me into a wolf
Loving the moon instead.
I can't contain it all.
That my feelings sneak out from my dreamy eyes.
And could only be seen in the pieces they thought wonderful.
Thankyou for hurting me once more
you turn this lover to a writer
And the pain you carved in me
Became the words which everyone adores.