Love without action

My angel... Even if you don't know about my cold love There's no problem in you treating me as a companion, My darkness will always be there for your light if you want it to appear. I have no words to describe my love Yes, something unoriginal brought from my soul. It's something cute, something beautiful, something grotesque Something that little by little is turning me into an insect. "One wants what one does not have" That phrase is more right than it seems. Sweet as honey and beautiful as the Moon I will never be able to see your darkest side.