No matter what happens, our love will never die.
No matter what happens, I will always come back to you.
Our love is a slowly dying sunset.. an evanescence of blood spilling down over the horizon where the sky falls for the earth and the clouds fly for miles.
But soon enough… after some time, our love will rise again to put an end into the pitiful darkness that swallows our worlds. And that love that we have is the one so true that we would endure the ache of our hearts, in hopes that we will wake up to one morning where our souls shall bleed no more.