I love you.
I could write forever.
Would I tire?
Oh never.
But I can never tell you again.
Most eyes will not understand.
That you have died in my arms.
I killed you, staving you from harm.
I needed you more than you needed I,
The nights you bleed I swear I cry.
Sitting at the razors edge,
Where we met, hugging the ledge.
We can jump, fly, live or die.
Or fall in love,
In my mind...