days brought back when it wasn't right to love you we were wrong and memories can be remembered seems like forever since i tasted your salty lips we lfell in what we could never be I tried so hard but his rage had me leashed I ran to the extent of his tolerance in a day when love left the mettalic tast of blood in my mouth and a scar visable above my right eye i'm sorry i tried to fly like the wind was behind me but i haven't any wings to guide me and our moon faces parting just from memory that's how our goodbyes went... lips on lips same shaped hips sweetness -Girls on Girls