Everything I touch breaks, I guess me and him have something in common, ~~~~~~ ~~~~~~ ~~~~~~~~~~~~ /~~~~~~~~~~~~ ~~~~~~~~~~~~\~~~~~~~~~~~~ ~~~~~~~~~~~/~~~~~~~~~~~ ~~~~~~~~~\~~~~~~~~~~ ~~~~~~/~~~~~~~ ~~\~~ ~/~
People thought it only existed in fairy tales. She found it cliché. He brushed off the very thought of it. But then it happened. They happened. We happened. And we never expected it.
The book that I was raised on said we killed You today. That it took three days and You rose again. I believed it. I still do. But it says You're always with us. And honestly. I'm starting to wonder Where?
I would run to your arms Like no one ever will. Now all that's left is my tiptoes as to not wake up the only dream that still remains. My heartbeat is finally louder than my own voice
