Want you here to lay by my side afraid my fears and dreams may collide flying high in the clouds it's my new anti-drug waiting for the next touch, the next kiss, the next hug tempted to think what the future may hold but not about the nights I'll be cold, miserable, and alone take comfort in knowing he'll be doing the same treat it as if it's all jsut a game cause to them it is, as they're breakign us down screaming inside but not uttering a sound wonder if I can survive on thoughts of you and how much easier it will be to get through questioning what we are and where we're going so nice to again have these words be flowing my motivation my inspiration he's got me floating got me flying so far away from when i was dying UGH!!! I CAN'T WRITE. Maybe anotehr day I'll work on it a bit more.