I'm all packed up and ready to go, no goodbyes.
Now all that is left is to close my eyes, and breath.
She motions her way to me
Grabs me...
Pulls me in..
I feel my heart start to beat...
I feel my eyes open...
I feel alive.
This is what it is like to live, with her, in her heart and her eyes
For so long I've felt no blood, seen no vein.
For it seemed that all that I had to give was drained.
With her I am renewed.
But now I have to leave her
And life puts me in the stranglehold again.
Sep 20, 2014
Sep 20, 2014 at 8:41 PM UTC
I'm all packed up and ready to go, no goodbyes.
Now all that is left is to close my eyes, and breath.
She motions her way to me
Grabs me...
Pulls me in..
I feel my heart start to beat...
I feel my eyes open...
I feel alive.
This is what it is like to live, with her, in her heart and her eyes
For so long I've felt no blood, seen no vein.
For it seemed that all that I had to give was drained.
With her I am renewed.
But now I have to leave her
And life puts me in the stranglehold again.