You go back and forth,
Constantly moving, never stopping...

I catch your eye,
You look away...

I am standing on the edge of a beginning,
Something new, something more...

It fades away,
Moving out of sight...

Maybe I'm living in denial,
Maybe this could last...

When my heart stops, misses a beat.
If the world moves on a different angle...

Trapped. Chocking. Dieing.
It was all too much...