You matter to me.

You were my dream;

those were my screams.

You were there, in tonight’s dreams—

why, why again, tonight?

Sick of your pain,

The kiss of your fake chain.

I remember all those moments

when you, the only one, would wander.

No… no… no… no… no—but

I still love you.

Who cares about the hurt

when I care only for you—

because you matter to me.