My dear, we dance a slow waltz around our shattered love. Trying to avoid the crumbling peices of our love that falls from the heavens. The Earth seems to crumble beneath our feet. We hold onto each other for dear life, we hold onto our love. The love that we've lived our life by. The love that used to hold us together, but now breaks us apart. I won't deny my continuous love for you that will never fade. No matter what forces try to break us apart. I will hold on. Even when you let go. I cherish the times when we danced together. I cherish the love we once shared. But it seems someone else has taken your love and there is none left for me.

I took care of that fragile heart you had though. I gave it a home when no one else could take it. Then you hand it to someone else who surely, in time, will break it easily. What does she want from you. To consummate her false love for you in just a matter of weeks after meeting you. To take you, and then break you. She's never danced with your soul that sheds it's hollow tears. I will still dance with what remaining love we had. I want to keep that love. But she doesn't. She will take her false love, and give it to you. Only very soon, she will take it away. Just as easily as she gave it you. Don't make a mistake...