As the ball dropped and the countdown began
The chances of him appearing was ever so slim,
10, 9, 8, I waited and waited
7, 6, perhaps we really weren't fated.
I hoped with all my heart that wasn't true,
Because all I wanted to be was somebody to you.
But then, 5,4, his familiar face appeared
3, 2, 1, I know now, there's nothing to fear
For our lips crashed and our vision blurred,
Fireworks erupted and New Yorkers cheered
We stayed still and dried our tears,
It really is a happy new year.

Knock! Knock! Knock! On my door.
An unexpected visitor? Never before.
In my comfort,  to the door I amble.
But once the doors open, its too much to handle.

The memories flood through, not wanting to leave.
They reach above my neck. I struggle to breath.
I try to find any possible way out,
But there's no one around
to hear me shout.

(A tap on my shoulder)I realise I'm still in line.
"Here's your coffee, miss. Are you alright? "
I'm just fine.

That boy's got my heart in a silver cage
To capture it, he spent days and days
But once it was seized, he locked it up
then looked at it once, and left it to rot.

He would come up to it, between 6 month intervals,
And bring it back to life, like it wasn't any trouble,
But then he'd grow dark and smash it into two,
and the cycle repeats, through and through.

He used to slip his fingers in the between the bars,
And cared for my heart, and played with my stars
He'd polish my prison, and renovate it pretty
and make sure I'm looking, when he swallows the key.

You see, the thing is:

I could escape and flee with a snap of my fingers,
I've come very close but I always linger
He teases and tortures but it's heavenly agony
I close my eyes, turn around and let him take me.

I love you
I was sure when
You stopped my heart
And I could never breathe again.