It seems we're doing what we set out to.
Discovering what the back of our minds hold and who we are.
And I'm finally free from the chains I locked myself in happiness begins to show in my eyes if you look closely.
And I like to think you're happy too.
That doesn't change the love I feel only for you.
And I would like to see if you could still Love me, but not need me.
Because needing a person to constantly hold is like handing someone a weight they can't lift.
I'm sorry I made you hold that.