Close your eyes... it's all in your head, hold me tight so I don't fade, I'll keep you safe until the end, or so I thought, But now I wake up and am forced to know, it is just a painful memory of depression because now I have empty arms and no arms to hold me, and that "I love you" has ran back to the pain list.... I said I understood, and that I was fine, but I lied for you, I cried, and still do, but I still wish you nothing but happiness and good things
