"You're losing me," she said. "Everyday you give me reasons to cease whatever this is that I have for you."

I know your pain, I met it long ago.
I just wanted you to know that
I’m here to hold whatever comes.

I know your pain; I met it long ago,
When my steps became as empty
As the bottles of red wine of my winery.

I know your pain; I met it long ago,
Right after the smile I used to frown
Crushed down to the cold floor.

I know your pain; I met it long ago.
Believe in those four little words,
Believe in the scars I bear.

I know your pain; I met it long ago.
She used to be tough as it seems,
And the tears grew as rivers inside my eyes.

I know your pain; I met it long ago.
And wherever you go it may go with you,
But never forget I will always be there to fight beside you…

If I showed you my teardrops,
Would you collect them like rain,
Store them in jars,
That are labelled with "Pain"

Would you follow their tracks,
From my eyes down my cheeks,
As they write all their stories,
I'm too scared to speak.

Would you stop them with kisses,
Bring their flow to a halt,
As you teach me that pain,
Isn't always my fault.

Would you hold my face gently,
As you dry both my eyes,
And whisper the words,
"You're too precious to cry"

If I showed you my teardrops,
Would you show me your own,
And though we're lonely,
We were never alone.

It's empty in the valley of your heart

We ran through that house like we lived there
Cursing the filth and praising the clutter
The amount of stuff, another persons life
It was ours to desecrate, it was ours

And I spent all winter (or **** near all winter)
Trying to get warm
And I lost all my time to the intricacies of your youth
Only to find it in my room at night
Those nights killed me in the way one kills time

Now I spend all summer trying to get cool
My blankets big enough for two, there's plenty time to run through
**** me with those eyes that drown me in hope
And I hand over everything I've ever known for an hour in your presence