A-Beverhausen

Fate has been unkind Love has given me the slip Pain I am at your mercy My eyes shut tight, I am blind No more I cry There is nothing left I gave you all I could give But you ripped my heart from my chest

Pain Pain It is never ending Flooding my senses Clouding my thoughts You let him in You showed him your soul But he wanted more You were but a step A stone on the path A way to move on and up Nothing more than something easily set aside So pain, that is what you will gain Until the end of it all Until his plan is at an end Pain

I have so much to tell you. About the colour orange and its ability to make the sky dance. About cinnamon rolls at three a.m when no matter how hard I try I just can't get that song out of my veins long enough to fall asleep. About left over tinsel found under the couch in April as I go hunting for that lost bit of change I just know is there somewhere. About daisy chains in September when the world tries for orange and only manages three day old tea stains in the bottom of my favorite Tinkerbell mug. I have so much to tell you. Like the way hospital blankets feel against me as I count backwards from ten. Like the way stars exhale eve

We sat beneath an ice cream stripped sky and watched with earnest eyes as it grew dim and faded to a whisky sunset surrounded by subtly whispered winds through ancient sturdy forest, the secrets of a thousand years ours if we but listened One by one the stars began to step out and join the eternal dance that wheeled in joyous abandon above us, here in this dusty clearing amid the very best of friends the world seemed ours, if only for this one small moment of our slice of forever Slow, so very slow, the moon settled herself just above our heads, laden with the promises of her always and your never, as the night settled in and cloaked us