With a finger on the trigger, I'm slipping through your hold that barely lingers, Your words are like the bullets that are ending every part of me, Please don't go, not ever because I can't set you free. Watching you walk away is like a thousand razor blades through my lungs and heart, I'm choking on my words as my life crashes down around me and crumbles all apart, Without you, I feel so empty and utterly small, You are the reason why I'm even here at all. Without you, I feel so dead inside that my thoughts are so fucked up and I feel so alone, Being in your life is the only good thing that I have ever known, I take a deep breath and close my eyes for the last time, I don't want to live a day without you being mine. With a finger on the trigger, I'm slipping through your hold that barely lingers, Your words are like the bullets that are ending every part of me, Please don't go, not ever because I can't set you free.
Why must love be so difficult? You feel amazing�as if�you are�flying but then when you look away to wish on a star everything changes. You are no longer flying and you suddenly realize that you are�falling and it is�only a matter of time before you crash and burn. Then you think to yourself, "How can something so sweet, so lovely, wither away in the palm of your hands and the world continues to go on like nothing ever happened?" You feel like your heart has been strangled by love and everything inside your chest that used to keep you happy seems to have spilled out on the floor and vanish into the air that is now suffocating your every breath. The warmth inside your soul no longer seems to keep you warm and you feel lost and bitter. You notice that your trembling lips that once used to speak with such grace doesn't speak more than just a word, a word that isn't exactly truth but a mask hiding your�emotions so you don't have to explain your reasons for feeling nothing more but numbness and cold tears that escape from your no longer sparkling eyes. Suddenly you don't feel alive but yet you welcome death at your front door because you rather feel something than nothing at all. As time passes by, you have�become something so small that you are almost invisible but it doesn't hurt you because you have�learned to not feel but that still doesn't stop the undying tears. But at the end of the day, you know what you want and you know what you need. All you need is to spread your love and fly away.
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