I think I might fall off the edge of the earth and cry... maybe even die... if i think of you one more time. I just want you back in my life. Isn't it ironic? Even as you shatter my heart, Even as it splinters to peices, I'd still stand by your side and wish for your love. But since I've fallen and I cant get back up or seem to find myself as i search my soul I just lie back and bake. Imagine what it's like when your chest stops heaving and the breathing stops and the hurting stops. Just imagine the butterflies you'd get standing at the edge of a cliff staring down at the waves crashing on the rocks below the jagged peices tear through the blue like the peices of your heart. It's so easy just to leap and come crashing down tumbling through the air as her hair is flowing and her skirt flying, arms outstretched reaching out into oblivion, reaching out into nothing. Think how easy it'd be but instead she lies at the edge and becomes one with the green. And panicked as she is her lungs collapsing she hopes for your return. maybe you'll be the one to save her. save her from herself.
aww ash i absolutely love this poem i remember i read it before at moira's house. and i was like damn...