Why do I remember you? Why do I love you still? Why am I remorseful? Why do I wonder what could have been? If I'd only been content. If I'd been smart enough to see. She only cared too much, you didn't want to hurt anyone and you yourself got hurt. I'm so sorry. It was all because of me. And now I sit here emtying my mind onto paper, tears in my eyes. I see the angel in the smoke. I remember the feeling you gave me, you truely opened my eyes. You gave me something to hold onto. You are one of a kind. No one will ever hold me the way you did, no one will ever expand my mind like you. I can loose myself in your eyes. I'm sorry for what I said, I lost my mind. I am better. I've learned from my mistake. I am who I am because of you. The Dragon's blood on my lips reminds me of you, of your sweet voice that is so distant. Why do we hold onto things that we don't understand? But I've always believed you fight for what is true, what is right and thats you. You are what I believe in. The fire shines in my eyes. I know I can't have you and I'm not gonna try. These thoughts are to say I'm sorry, sorry for what I did. If I could take away your hurt I would. You are still the beautiful person I saw inside so long ago. I only wish to see her again. For the world to know you. The words get jumbled on the pages as I think of all I could say to you. You never want to think of me again, I don't blame you. I don't deserve another chance, but I am changed, I can be content, I love you to befriend me. All I can offer is me. Make me a better person. I write out my voice, my testimony, my plee. Please oblige me, I've learned. I only want to see you happy. I can see it in those eyes, that say so much, that no know so much. I see it when you look at him. I want to see it work out. Maybe I can help. All I need is someone to save me. Save me from myself. To make me happy, all I need is you. You are all I need and all I need is a friend. Be my friend. Please. I heart you. For Python These words may not speak to you, I myself can't put them to sense. Its hard to translate the tellings of the heart but if nothing else can you give a lost, loving man a chance for a friend....