What is this feeling...
I smile when i see him...

I've been told that it gets better,
that after so many loses...

At first I was unsure
I thought maybe it was a phase...

The tears roll down.
heartbeat racing...

I need someone who'll hold me....
and never let go...

Growing up I was told these words:
You're special...

She was my cousin.
She was my friend...

My body can no longer hold such pain
Endure such suffering...

You held me in your arms,
My warmth beneath your hands...

Lost in the Haze,
Struggling to survive...

I hate you
You take everything to heart...

From these depths,
I can no longer see...