i shot the sky,
to play a God,
his fallen body arrived,
i climbed his height,
arrived where you still smiled.
you were waiting quite a while,
i apologized, and couldn't keep a lie.
i loved you with such hands as mine,
i tied to your life but i,
am not a god, but am i worth it,
in your eyes.
i hope you love me, just in time,
before i kind of drift away,
and lose your shine.
you see my lines,
i'll love you kindly,
lie awake, and every night,
your certain kind of sign,
that sells your soul to shrines,
but it could never justify,
the way you sway, the to and fro,
i lie when I'm alone,
i try to breathe when I'm at home,
you're more to me than, i don't know,
a certain something in the snow.
i picked you up, so proud to show,
those famous words i couldn't croak,
your skin was more,
than something that i couldn't tow.
just know i lined your eyes,
in thoughts i had in tow.
but thoughts are leaves,
and meant to blow.