We use to be so close to each other. We use to walk arm in arm like nothing in the world could stop us, but my dear, I think something has. Some unknown force has pulled at our very core, stretching us and straining us in different directions. Tugging on the fabric of our kinship until it became tattered. Too frail to survive. Maybe with time we will find each other again, we will be in unison once again. Maybe one day we will dance again, free spirits intertwined.
I wish you hadn't listened to them. To those vultures so intent on ruining everything. All they seem to do is circle above me, waiting for the moment I trip and I can't pull myself up. And that is why I need you dear, I need you to stand by my side and help me up. If they hadn't gotten to you, you would still be mine. I would still be a part of your heart, just like you are such a big part of mine. I need a reason to show you how much you're worth, a sign that you would listen to me. But it seems such things elude me. Peeking from the shadows, never close enough to touch, always too close to stand. Believe me dear, I would pull you from those shadows and we would walk together. The way we use to, they way we should. Please dear, tell me that you will be mine once again. For without you, I find no point in loving.
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