Here I am, fighting for the last breath
so I could write about you
and I could wonder about
how I used to see you as a stranger
but now I see you as a beautiful
rare flower.

You liked that I was different,
But then you left me for the most ordinary girl.
I guess I was just too different for you.
I wish I was ordinary.

You are beautiful
Like the spring time
Your scent a floral breeze

In anger like the summer
Your hurtful words blazing
Burn the heart of me

At times you are autumn
Your eyes reflecting calmness
Full of wisdom and peace

But mostly you are winter
Quiet, cold, and distant
A frozen land, that's lost to me

The hive
Is buzzing
Alive inside
It knows
Where you are
And how to
Draw you in.to.this.
Construct.
The loyal bee
Blindly
Meets
Its surrender
Within

Buzzing
In the hive.

hold...
hold on...
hold on to...
hold onto me...
hold me onto you...
you hold me...  but you hold on...
          ...you held me, but I hold you...
hold my back...
we hold on, being back to back...
I hold on tight...  holding your back...
          you hold me...
          ...but I only held you back.