You're the air that fills my lungs
Please be the scarf that keeps them from freezing over.

Whose umbrella will you be standing under when the skies come crashing down

I'm
Just
A
Hobby
You
Grew
Tired
Of.

You’re the meteor shower I stay awake all night for.

We're like, the cautious,
Wind that, blows promise.
Light in, the window,
Touching, Breathe slow.
You and, me now,
Far away, from sound.
Don't let, it go,
Dripping, like snow.
We're like, the cautious,
Waves that, break conscience.

I'm scared to say those eight letters

Love and life confuse me
Ive been trying to find the answers
Dangling on the edge of inner security
But thoughts take over like a cancer
And love blinds us, can't you see?
In time, with treatment, it does get better
Until then I will stop with the inquiry.