Love a Reapper

I don’t know what I’m meant to write, I must have lost my writers sight, So in shock and so confused, Is this real or am I used? I want my heart to beat again, This in time my wounds will mend, But how can I trust to be so sure, I won’t fall down and hit the floor. I think I know it in my heart, It’s been the same right from the start, But doubts creep in from winters passed, I seem so lost it’s gone so fast. So I will try and I will see, What this feeling makes of me. Just know that if I brake and cry, I’ll see it through and you will die.