Holding onto every second,
As if I'm struggling for a breath.
Dreading the day the end will come,
As if I'm waiting for death.
Taking notice of every little thing,
As if I'm a detective looking for clues.
Smiling as much as possible now,
As if I'm readying myself for the blues.
Storing away every memory,
As if I'm chaining you to my mind.
Cherishing every moment with you,
As if you were the best thing I could find.
Giving you little pieces of me,
As if I need balance, gram by gram.
Loving you like I'm going to lose you,
Because scared is what I am.
~Via
It's not the future that I'm scared of.
It's the repeat of the past.
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Paroxysm |✓
PoetryYou ask people about love, They tell you about heartbreak. You ask people about smiles, But when aren't they fake? You ask people about sorrow, And their words could fill oceans. So if you want to hear mine, Here's my whirlwind of emotions. • •...
