i get to hug you one more time,
hold you in my arms,
tell you it'll be okay,
knowing there's plenty more times you'll fall apart,
don't feel so heavy,
i'm here with you,
i'll stay strong,
until i'm not with you,
you'll never see, know how this makes me feel,
and that's for the better; it'd just make the pressure build,
it wouldn't help, there's no stopping at this yield,
i just can't help but to smell your hair one last time; better than any flower field,
