I reached out for you with
bloodied fingers...
Occasionally I would meander
along the path where we walked...
I never wanna go insane.
I never wanna fill my brain...
Sometimes i wish i had the right words to say
But whats there to express...
I held your hand
You looked at him...
Dying for your love
Like a man fights for his country...
Another lonely night:
watching the moon...
A young boy about 18
peach fuzz on his chin...
In ways,
I imagined love to be a furious ocean...
I ball my fingers into fists
Dig my nails into my palms...
Here on out,
I will write my own future...
When you are in love there has to be trust,
Without there is no point in being together...