My love is losing grip, And i fear i will fall, If i fall i will be nothing, Nothing at all, If i fall, i know i will not land on my feet, And ill die a painful death, and be covered with the white sheet. I'd lie still, only to think about what i've thrown away, But what i'd thrown away would have been mine if i could stay, In a stable frame of mind, in which my mother did not give me, Why didnt she, give me, the mind in which i need to keep, the love of my life. But now she's gone and so am i, im below, playing satans games, but i will not mension, anybodies names, that led to my downfall, That would be a shame, I wouldnt be playing satan's game.. of guilt.. They know they did wrong, they know they killed me, All for the love of my life... she.
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San Francisco is my home. That's the love of my life right there. Thinking that there could be a possibility, just hypothetically, to go somewhere else and DH or something like that, I really don't want to think about that at this time right now.
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I sit alone struggling not to cry. Yesterday my life shattered before my eyes. Almost everything I hold dear. The object of my obsession over the course of time. The love of my life. The one I hold above anyone else. For now has been all but lost completely. Shattered I sit alone with only one thing on my mind. If you love something let it go. If it comes back to you it always has been and always will be yours. If it doesn't than it never has been and never will be yours. I have let you go. I pray that one day you will return. Still I sit alone trying to retrieve the pieces of my so-called life. I am crying now. Crying for what I have lost for the moment. Crying for fear that I may never love another quite like I loved you. Crying for fear that I may never find another quite like you. I sit lying in wait for a chance to regain what I have lost. Close I will stay to you. Waiting for your choice to go astray and cause you to fall. I will be waiting right there to catch you. but for now I am the sad shell of a man who once was. I feel as though a part of me has died deep inside. Sitting alone for yesterday my life as I know it was shattered.
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