Passion

I promise
I won't make you sad
Look away
I don't want to lie

There's still
A part of me that's pure
Untouched
I offer it to you

Nothing good will come of this

There's not much you can do
Not much you can do
When your passion
Has ran out
There's not much you can do
Not much you can do
When there's no need
To hunger

I could crave a tombstone
With their names on it
As a symbol for an end
Or a new start
A new beginning
A new past
A new tomorrow

If we never
Mention it again
Maybe after a while
No one will remember
Maybe somehow
It will all be undone