I've been constantly searching for perfection,
since before even my pre-adolescence.
I could count the hours down to the very last seconds,
that I have waited for my life to be completed by another's life essence.
I thought I found it once.
The feeling was so fleeting and so precious.
Thought I'd found the love of a queen.
I was just a humble peasant.
But I had misinterpreted the signals,
and ended up fucking up the message.
The gift I'd found is really just a curse,
that has disguised itself as a blessing.
Now head over heels with a curse,
I had but one confession.
I promised that I'd love the curse forever,
a statement not meant as misdirection.
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