May i lay in your arms,
till i'm tired and weary,
fallen asleep.

May your embrace shroud me,
shutting out the clatter of the world.

Love and Hate does coexist.
For a time as this,
i'm believing this myth.

Forgiving is beyond reach,
Forgave is ancient.

I still have one more choice,
Forgive.

I want you.
I don't need you.