In this strange turn of events, i see a light at the end of the tunnel. Your heavy heart will heal i promise you. Though my words may be short, and my tongue may not be so sweet. I can assure you everything will be okay. The lack of trust will fade, and our minds at peace. In this world of broken promises, who am i to say i’ll keep? Questioning everything, there is one truth that will remain. That the love in this world was not our own creation. May that ring true in everything that we do. and all the people that you meet, Let them see this.
What you have is wonderful, this pull towards doubt is intense. A battlefield for sacrifice, the prize or the hard way. To build from the ground up, on an even bigger foundation takes much more labor. This lie might break me. These ties might take me, to where i wont see the sunrise again. Where the clouds stay thick and the sun dim. The light always overcomes darkness, but the silence is all too inviting. Where does it go next? These choices are all my own, the outcome ratio i cannot predict. Therefore i must do something quick. Anything to make the sun shine on my aching skin. To destroy the root of my anxiety, overcome might be a better choice of word. And take back my own mind. Reoccuring emptiness and termoil, is my darkest secret. Fuck your grammer, leave it at door. May this be a lesson once more.