I want to touch you so badly.
But you always run away, you leave me behind.
You run towards a blinding light.
Why do you insist on chasing death so badly?
I try again and again to turn back time.
A curse I am forced to live with since young.
In order to save you, I will do anything.
That's why I play with time, a dangerous game. Time is like fire, it burns you silently.
For you to escape your fateful decision.
For you to not fly.
I don't know why I have this power.
And I don't want to know.
All I want is for you to live on and not jump off.
Because you might be an angel that fell on earth but...
You can't just grow wings like that.
And I will struggle as hard as I can.
I will turn back time a million times.
I will suffer the scars on my body every time I go back.
If only you were to stop flying....
I would hold you as tight as I could, and kiss your hair gently goodnight, knowing that the time would continue to flow, with you waking up next to me early in the morning.
But, again you fly.
I see your hair dancing with the wind as you jump.
I extend my hand to touch you,
but all I feel is a silent mourning air.
My head starts to hurt, and the world twists and turns.
I am back in time again. Five days previous to your death.
"Ariadne", I whisper and you turn to me.
I have seen that smile a thousand times, I know it's fake and pained.
So trust me when I say I will save you in the end.
Because however many times I need to go back, I will always cut your wings and keep you down.
In order for me to save you...
Time flows backwards again.