My Sky

I'm losing it all,
And it's losing its touch,
Breaking from love,
Never hurt this much.

I believe it wont happen,
But yet it feels so,
I hate this bad feeling,
I want it to go.

I'll never leave him,
So that's what I think,
But he may leave me,
And my sky will change grey from pink.

Being heartbroken,
Or even a little close to it,
Feels exactly as it sounds;
Your heart starts to rip.

Rip right down the middle,
Of that pulsing holder of love,
Torn right into pieces,
The angels say sorry from above.

I don't wanna feel heartbroken,
I'm already close enough to the edge.
But I pray he never lets go,
If he does I just might fall of my ledge.

I love you, now, and forever.
That's all that I can think,
Being with you,
Makes my grey skys pink.