Don't want to hate you anymore. Pick my wet face up off the floor. I know you're good, and I am too. I finally understand what we went through. It was a flower hour. In love, now we're missing after this disaster. I miss you more than I will tell. I've made our lives a living hell. No taking back the things we've said, but there's such total ruin that there is no room for real regret. Flower hour in love, now we're dying after this disaster. Flower giving, leave unwilling. Seasons going, dying slowly.