The dark surrounds me, who would think these colorful lights could be so cruel.
Cars past by me, each passenger seems to be happy.
I was envious of their happiness as I sat at the edge of 'i've lost my heart eve.'
This street was full of people unaware of the sideffects of giving your heart away.
Symptoms include wet eyes, empty chest, and light as a feather.
What a harmful thing love can be.