2019-11-19.

He washed away my feelings,with my tearsHe shattered my wings, with my fearsThat day I met a boy made of thorns,and somehow love found me, wearing hornsAnd now we're here, Now we're torn. We mended each other, we lost and found one anotherI sense that emptiness, growing inside of me. Still I feel like this will, be the end of me.  Because I lose myself whenever I am with you And little by little I become a part of you we become our tears we become our fears. I look into his eyes,I hold him tight without saying any words we read each others mind we forget our qualms for a moment or two,because it's going to be alright,as long as you'll be somewhere close too.