The heart you bear is a fleeting symbol. A musical midday's story to be told. You're love, you give it so openly as if they own it, or as if they deserve it. You let them walk over your bread crumb trails as you find your way back. As close as you seem to be getting to the underworld, you realise no amount of speed can catch you up with the long lost time- Time we once saw as limitless, but is now the limit of our life. With every breath you take in, you seem to be loosening your grip on sanity. Don't let them hide away your fire, don't let them kill it. They don't deserve it. Stay how are and always be you. If you ever, at a time, believe you're worth nothing, understand that you're only as worth it as you see yourself.
