Perfect for a moment
as we painted each second together
high contrasts of colour on a canvas which was purely white
Love makes things look bright
but just as the sun trades with the moon
the brightness ends all too soon.

Sweetness turns bitter
softness turns sharp
just like how the brightness of morning slowly announces night's dark
I crawl under your shouting I avoid your glare
the memories of how we used to be fluttering away
your kisses blacken my cheek like tooth decay.

Now I have to leave
you've taken it to far
and if I could I so would play this love game again
I'll be wiser, sharper, stronger
and if you actually presented an opportunity for me to hurt you
I wouldn't...I would just leave you.