I'm so sorry, baby.
I'm sorry for listening to others.
I'm sorry that I listened to my own mind.
My mind did not know all the facts that
My heart knew.

You.
You were an echo that shock my world.
I, an explorer gasping in awe of your beauty.
You, an avalanche to trap me here forever.
Your roaring resounds in my ears, words cascading down my self confidence.
You’re rocks, tumbling away from me.
A Hollywood classic, a thriller, a thrill seeking adventure, a true story…
Me, a disaster, a ‘warning: cliff edge’ sign, a fatality waiting to happen.
For I am incomplete without you, and erosion got to ‘us’ first..

We reap what we sow, so I’m put my trowel down.
I have hay fever, and your pollen is notoriously high.

I love wholeheartedly, an obsessive, head-spinning kind of love.
You were taking, taking and taken I was by you.
You **** the marrow from my bones to indulge your already overweight frame.

Now I am left with nothing.
                                                  No body. No soul.
No warm hands to cradle my clattering bones.
My lungs have leaked their last meaningless breath.

I love whole-heartedly, an obsessive, head-spinning kind of love.
So I fixed all your woes, brought you back to good health.
And you're out in the world, never ceasing, your light it grows.
I lay here in your shadows, no love left for myself!

Sometimes I fear for how long my sanity has left.
How long will my dreams shield me from reality?