Hate you? Love you? Friend you?
See you? talk to you? play with you?
Ignore you? hate you? beat you?
OR should i just compromise with you?...

Everyday, everynight,
i think of her under the bright, moon light...
Under the same sun as Merlin's fight,
trying to forget with all my might...

But you came in, like a flying glaive,
Killing me off, and going her to save...
Leaving me to die,
and under the same sun i lie...

I fight with all my might,
To stand up for the light...
But the sky stared down on me,
and that reminded so did you...

Now confusion takes over...
Love is more than just a flower...
The complexity of it all...
The ease to make others fall...