I'm feeling my faith slippin.
Fueling a fire of rage.
Questioning commitments and damning the days.
I am that easy to let down.
Am I that easy to retreat?

Sinking in the ground, quicksand beneath my feet.
I fear the storm of sadness, when you walk away.
Corners of my sub-conscience screaming run away.

I'm in to deep with planted feet.
It will take six to push me away.
My heart is anchored my soul is home.
After i was sure I was bound to be alone.

My kindred love.
My one soul mate.
My perfect match.
My last first date.

If you chose to change your mind,
or if this was all a game, well played,
cause i believed you the whole time.]

Your kiss still takes my breath like on that warm October day,
when our eyes met and I watched my heart dance away.
I'm still spinning from the earthing,
im still faint from our first ride,
my arm that hung over you, found home for the first time.

Your energy captured me, way back in the spring.
My love for you astounds me, my aura itself sings.

But i know your gonna leave.
I know I'm born to cry.
I know what's in front of me,
but i would have never missed that ride.
A roller coaster i never bought a ticket for,
an aching I never conceive.

This is where my walls came from.
I DID THIS TO ME

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