I'm so scared
of what may come...

Ill start with your eyes
deep pools of blue...

How do you know
if what you're doing is correct...

Like a hot liquid
running down my throat...

To keep all sense of direction
and not to loose your way...

I can't explain to you
exactly what i feel...

Imagine a drop of rain
hanging by a leaf...

I sit here now
trying to write for you...

I use to live a life
when nothing else mattered...

We lay naked on the floor
our whole life to share...

When i look at you
i see it in your eyes...

Why should I care?
You will never be there...