I constantly hear this dripping in the back of my mind. The dripping thought, of time, i cant rewind. The dripping and Ripping of you tearing my heart. The dripping thought of me giving you my heart and you , breaking it apart. The dripping thought that, for so long, i fought. The thought that you taught that for so long i fought. But, win, i could not. The dripping thought that WONT allow light on my soul. So, for this reason, i continue to fight the thought. Of letting you go.
