The Cursed Love between the Heavens and Hells

I count to three, you yell.
You tell me, all there is to tell.
I am falling and you my sweet are suspended.
Midair, drifting though the sparkles of the sky,
My love you have learned how to fly.
There's hidden meaning in our song.
Sweetheart I'm falling and damn it you are floating.
Soaring through the room with your ghastly cherry cheeks,
The floor boards began their nightly creaks.
I raise my hand with disgust; I point my finger with earthly lust.
Disease lingers off my bones.
You see me and I am all alone.
I'm talking to the ceiling now,
I am talking to my friend the wall.
See I can't see your kind.
For it would be a blessing in my hell.
You can only see me due to an ancient spell.
Your heart isn't appeased, my sight doesn't appeal to you.
Hold your breath now and realize were both eight months gone.