I would like to love you like the stars: constant and unmoving. But the truth is, the stars only stay constant for a short time. When will your short time reach? I know that my love for you is more like a rock, but you've proven to me that yours is fickle and ever changing. How much longer do I have you for? How much longer until I can return to my lifeless cavern of earth shattering pain? How long until I long for nothing more than a drunken stupor than a harsh reality without you? I can hear your words haunt me, the same ones you use now: "I'm not goin anywhere." Each word stabs me like serrated knives, deep inside the fibers of my mind. I've been doin a good job of keeping it from you, holding back the fear. But I don't know how much longer I can. I have to. I told you I wasn't scared anymore. I have to maintain that. |
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