Imagination of love.

The days I wish to be with is the days i wish to die against side by side, taking the chance of living again everyday untill that privlage is taken away from my brain,

Not the heart that the world seems to blame the emotions on. These emotions is what controlls the way I live and take everything in at any givein way.

You are the one I wish to be with for the rest of my life to never give in and to never give away these feelings I have for you like you are recyling for the earth to do good, but only to do bad.

You made me lye in my tombs of my own endless thoughts of thinking everyday of what its like to actually be in love with one that isn't your imagination

 Am I alive or dead? Am I real or just a dream? What am I to you, am I just another one of your games that youve played in every single which way, or am i acutally the one you say I am, how can I tell, please show your love for me insted of running around taking on an adventure with out me.