On the day I first met you we were both staring in the void. The better angels in my head made their services employed. But the inner demons of my heart began to chime in too. They were louder than the better parts of me and so I fell for you.
We stood there in that open field gazing at the sky above. We noticed that our stars were crossed but arrogance clouded our love. We thought that we could take on fate and so we built our walls up, made of cigarettes and broken hearts, false security installed by us.
We saw the tide come rolling in, and we both knew that we weren't safe on that precipice that was our love, suspended high above the waves. And when the tide came crashing down we thought that we were strong enough to face the waves, hand in hand, but our locked hands became two empty cuffs.