Eeny, meeny, miny, moe
If this be how our story starts
Then like a mug of hot black vinegar,
You burn me sourly.
Engulfed in this darkness called distance
I'm left terrified and pondering.
If the moon don't shine,
Will my tears make rainbows.
They say love is magic
Abracadabra, it lights up the heart.
Sadly when you chose your first act,
It was to snap your finger and vanish.