| Loyalty.
You say, that I'm not loyal. but I would fight to the end of the Earth for you, And I'm not even that good with a sword, so I would probably die halfway. You cry with your tears against the wall, and say that my soul has to be more soft, but honey, how can I be less abrasive when you're doing something wrong, and ripping the heart out of somebody else? You say that I wouldn't fight to the end of the Earth for you,- but has it ever occurred to you, that the way to the end of the Earth, might be through you? |