The hardest is the love of life

Attatched, where blades cut sharp as knifes

For we were just shouts in the void

An oblivion we can not avoid

Bitter, sweet, as strong as spice

I really shouldn't have gone back twice

From our first kiss that spark a flew

The growing flames that grew and grew

Overtaken by the fire

A roaring love burned with desire

With hearts that froze as cold as ice

I really shouldn't have gone back twice

A temper calm as summer sea

Masked with soft tranquillity

To rest the churning of the storm

As which did cinder we had sworn

How long could we remain as nice? 

I really shouldn't have gone back twice

Pulled with a double ended thread

To tough love or to an easy bed

Tricked, and dealt a better hand

Cheating simple as never planned

Poker face, hearts sacrifice

I really shouldn't have gone back twice

Whittled down to skin and bone

The truth is hidden, to which be known

How we could look both in the eye

And utter lie like lullaby

Yet conversation, much more concise

I really shouldn't have gone back twice

A wicked world this one does show,

The cruel, the ill, the vast unknown

Bullets shot, the mouth the trigger

Wounds broke wider, weaker, bigger

Blinded aims, not one precise

I really shouldn't have gone back twice

We watched the world come tumbling down

Around our perfect little town

To be engulfed by non other

Than the deepest love, that kills the lover

Turned away, to pay the price

I really shouldn't have gone back twice

A chance to crawl from neath the rubble

Relief from the colossal struggle

To defeat the defeated, passion a glow

Out of the ground, another go

Was out of reach, the paradise?

We really shouldn't have gone back twice

But to fix a wreckened heart you need

More than to fix around the seems

I have not loved, nor ever will

The way I loved you, to death until

To bitter, to sweet, a sickly spice

However, to choose, I'd go back thrice.