no, i really don't want to but

no, i really don't want to but i wanna see your face conform with what i see everyday. well, actually, when it's you i see. i may no longer appreciate you yesterday. though today i liked you more than yesterday. your skin of porcelain, your sweet and blood red lips, your eyes of perfection i can't help but be lost. just like this reality, i can no longer have you. such a frustration, when time conspired not to be with you. wish, for a hope is also, put this into stop. and now i can feel this sudden rush going against me. no, i really don't want to but for you a world maybe.