The love we built , those nights we spent, we've created a monster with all of our sins.

seeing what we've created and how it speaks the truth pains me.

our love lost its faith, reality too strong, invading our everything and poured water on the base that kindled our love.

pain takes over and our monster dies out. Just like the feelings you've had towards me before reality struck.

there is however a spark that keeps fighting and i will pray and work hard to ensure that spark wont fully die out. 

Yet if that spark loses its faith, i will lose my faith in the chances of getting back my friend, my lover, & my first