We might make it out alive
If we run fast enough out of our heads
It might not hurt so much
If we only bleed from the eyes to
Skip the chest.
It holds the dead air we could never grasp
Suffocating was the second best
To shattering our perceptions of the truth
That we both know.
We both know.
We will never make it out alive.

Dont say much, we could confuse it all
Optimism never wore well on you
Escapism was always a better outfit
So escape me, escape me fast
Make it brunt and beautiful
Bring the fragile shame
It goes along better when I whimper your name

My oh my...the absolute pure beauty of this man.
The calmness of his voice, a lullaby singing me to sleep.
The milky colour of his skin, a pool of white chocolate in a Swiss factory.

When he stares at me with eyes nearly closed, a tingling in my body takes over.
He looks right through my eyes, to my soul...the very core of my being.

His lips...rosy pink and kisses so intimate and intense.
It leaves me at a lost for words, my head all cloudy and for a moment, reality is lost.

However, this man is so broken.
Absolutely shattered like millions of glass stuck in wet, muddy grass.
His emotions so overwhelming and intense, it leaves me teary eyed.
I wanted to help, but my hand was too far out of reach.
I could not get to the part of touching his fingertips.

Like angels watching over you from afar, that is what I am to him.
It is over as certain as the angel of death who comes knocking without warning.
No chance of escaping reality now...this is it.

This is the part where the corpse are laid to rest, softly and tenderly under its sand blanket and slowly the grieving starts.

This is goodbye Deon...

Often heard people say,
You only love once.
True love only comes around once in your lifetime.
There'll never be more than one soul mate,
more than your one and only.
The one who is so terribly wrong for you, but loving him feels more than right...it is perfection.

I met him years ago, the beginning of Autumn.
New season, new love.
Never knew it would turn out to be THE GREAT LOVE.
We were both so young, passionate and in love.
But as seasons change, so do people.

I was a student, she already had a career.
Guess the choice was easy.
She was the perfect choice, I, well I was a bit too broken, too wild to be tamed.
I was the party girl, the tattooed one, too unstable to be loved.
If only he knew that the wild loves unconditionally...we love forever.
I wanted to cry out loud, pick me!
The words just never reached my mouth.

I saw him recently and after six years,
I knew...I just knew this is the man I want to spend the rest of my life with.
He told me he is too messed up...too selfish to be with someone.
What if he hurts me?
What if he cannot give me the happiness I deserve?
God, does this man not know he is my happiness.
I believe everything in life is a gamble and I'm willing to bet my heart.
I am willing to try, but I cannot do it alone.

If ever I walk down the aisle,
Lord, please let it be him waiting there for me.
I do not want to be his whole heart, I just want to be the one letting it skip a beat.
I want to watch him fall asleep and kiss him goodnight.
I want to be his wife.

For when true love comes around, it only happens once.
Never will you love someone the way you love your soul mate.

To be continued...