What's this awkward pressure, or
feeling building in my chest...

What’s this thing we call
our so called life...

The glue that holds my heart
Together is getting weak...

Click.
I turn off the light...

Our candle of love, has suddenly
blown out...

Something comes over me,
whenever you are near...

A feeling overcomes me,
the sense that...

I hear sirens,
I race to the scene...

In the dark.
By yourself...

I believe I lost my love, the love
who was always there...

Love is that bright light that hits you,
and makes you open your eyes...

Love is
singing her favorite song to her...