For Every Love That Died

For Every Love That Died

Don't open your eyes just yet. I still haven't figured out a way to fix your

name in the sky. So while you stand there with your hands over your eyes and

a smile on your face, I'll wish I had all the right words to say at just the

right times - words to fashion your regrets into the snow you can't help but

loose to the sun. So now I bare this burden; to mend every wound in her

heart, piece back together everything she's lost, and somehow make her

realize she is beautiful.

--Black Paper Diary

(I'm just sure "loose" and "bare" are puns...I don't think they would spell them wrong on their website?)