Pushed so I fell.
Fell into something cold and dark.
I fell forever.
The real issue was that I hit the bottom.
Shattered into a million pieces.
Scattered and broken all over the coast of my empty.
I know the water is cool.
I know the water will soothe me if I only succumb.
But I'd rather lay here on the smooth dark shore.
Silently contemplating the summer of my dystopia.
I think to myself...
how pleasant it would be
To fold my fingers around yours
to dissapear into those hazel eyes, to fall into those split strawberry lips.
If I could only...
I think you'd find it pleasant here.
I know I would.
If not for the company, at least for the peace.
The silent, subtle serenity of hope barely in reach.
Hope. It keeps this place from swallowing me.
The fireflies are back miss.
Something new that I'm sure you somehow sent.
Something to light the twilight of my doubt,
something to dance with me in the empty.
Very quietly lighting on my fingertips...
warmth... light... Hope.
I never knew there could be peace in this place.
I never knew... that all this place needed was you.
There can be everything in nothing...
so long as I have you.
