The rain would poor.
The sun would fall...

The wind wisps across my soothed crest fallen...
as i stand there all alone in the ice cold vacant...

She dangles her feet against the crisp, crick...
Daydreaming of him haunts her heart with desire...

Gentle arms lye against her, yet so tight.
Do you know how much I think of you at night...

She lay there still in silent,
as a tube escapes her nose...

Confused...
Upset...

Her eyes are starring into his soul
He promises he'll never let go...

Water splashing along the tide on the sandy beach,
Laughing burning our feet in the golden sand...

Everyone says that they want to be
But the pain inside they do not see...

Roses grew upon my cheeks,
when our eyes locked in place...

Cold wet flakes fall swiftly onto my dark...
Your smile overwhelms the frigid body, which I am...

My heart spills like the water falling around me.
Thunderous clashes form inside our bodies...