All along, imagining my breath was yours to take. my hopes and dreams on a single thread, secretly waiting for you to break. caught in the moment, trembling, surrounded by your thorns. laying here, struggling, yet feeling loved and warm. fairytale couple dreaming, yet caught in cupid's chokehold of teenage lust. and looking back now, remebering the end, breaking was a must. a woman who is very dear, whom we hold so near suggested to let it fall, and years ahead looking back well understand it all.
