Too much love not to share it. Not enough love not to appreciate it.
What if I grow old with snow men by my side
Waiting to melt away
Float away
Run away
Or die.
A bleeding heart with nothing but
Nonsense by my side.
A Jack-o-lantern to call my best friend.
If you could understand the pieces, hold them in your
Hand and prevent them from slipping away
Falling away
Getting away
Would we be put back together to smile
To laugh and to remember lightning bugs sitting on our hair swimming through the air.
It wasn't so taboo to hold your hand.
To fall in love to breathe to understand.
Whatever you were aiming for
You missed.
Life was brighter.
You win.