Memories of you doing what you do, I can't escape the pain. The thoughts of you within my mind are driving me insane. I long for you to whisper to me and tell me how you are, but that, my love, is far from gone and I may as well wish upon a star. The pale white skin and long black hair had me hypnotized, it made me stare. Your elegance and happiness shown through as beauty and truth, I say I loved you, did you need more proof? And now my love it's him or me, do you recall the memories?