I die every night when I fall asleep
And wake up falling, jolting the life back in me.
It reminds of me when I look into your eyes.
Dying as I gaze into them, then jolting back to life whenever you blink.
These little deaths are starting to wear on the walls I’ve built up
Inside of me.
Until eventually their will be nothing left but foundation crumbling.
Oh, what am I going to do with you, my knight in shinning armor?
You wear it like the tattoos on your skin.
It’s hiding the real you within.
Will you trust me as I try to understand? I will be gentle as I remove it
Bit by bit.
Until theirs nothing left but the real you
The one I fell in love with.
Jul 13, 2012
Jul 13, 2012 at 7:42 PM UTC
I die every night when I fall asleep
And wake up falling, jolting the life back in me.
It reminds of me when I look into your eyes.
Dying as I gaze into them, then jolting back to life whenever you blink.
These little deaths are starting to wear on the walls I’ve built up
Inside of me.
Until eventually their will be nothing left but foundation crumbling.
Oh, what am I going to do with you, my knight in shinning armor?
You wear it like the tattoos on your skin.
It’s hiding the real you within.
Will you trust me as I try to understand? I will be gentle as I remove it
Bit by bit.
Until theirs nothing left but the real you
The one I fell in love with.
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