Dark Paradise (1/2)

All my friends tell me I should move on.

Loving you forever, can't be wrong.

Even though you're not here, I won't move on.

All my friends ask me why I stay strong.

Telling me when you find true love, it lives on.

That's why I stay here.And there's no remedy for memory of faces.

Like a melody, it won't leave my head.

Your soul is hunting me and telling me that everything is fine but I wish I was dead...There's no relief, I see you in my sleep.

Everybody's rushing me, but I can feel you touching me.

There's no release, I feel you in my dreams telling me 'I'm fine'.

Every time I close my eyes it's like a dark paradise.

No one compares to you.

I'm scared that you won't be waiting on the other side. April 12th, 1956, ManhattanLuhan walked on the streets of Manhattan. Alone.

The cold spring air was hitting him on the face, reminding him how cold the world was even though the trees had started to bloom slowly but surely.