Dazzling waves of nothing surround everything as if I had something to say.

There is something worth telling you. Something worth crying for.               

Ill never ever be there for you, as the blood flows down the stairs Was there ever a man like me or a women like you before?        Did we make love before we were born?         Will we after we die?      Is this paper in your hand or are holding my soul? Keep it better than you've kept yours.

These words are older than you know. They were made in a tiny room without you in it.

 They were made like diamonds are made'¦.with time'¦ and pressure

Will we make love someday? Have we already? Or did you stay in front of the stairs staring?

I was in the room waiting..for someone to stop my bleeding heart. This is the moment I remember most. You afraid'¦..me bleeding'¦'¦ It's the last thing I remember before I was born but did we make love?