song without a name yet
Maybe I'll destroy every withering bone in my body
Cut apart every piece of my flesh
As if nothing even was left
Yet at the end of the day,
I'll hope you'll still stand beside me
Even when there's nothing of me left to give..
I'm a walking travesty with only good intentions
I've loved and I've lost regardless of these conflictions
Yet no one could make me feel more alive
Than the way you make me feel inside.
You're lingering presence comforts my very existence
I'd rather have our hands intertwined
Our bodies fitting together like puzzle pieces
While I try to mend myself back to a whole person
Even the impure deserve a sense of relief
When love is near and complete.
