The Escapist

parachutes

I'm spending my time alone all year
Trying to get to love you
But you wouldn't know
If I hadn't told you
So tell me what would you do
My eight months just died in vain
While fate is trying to be fair
But who am I to judge?
The parachute never loved me
What so called protection
Was merely a prevention
Of misery carried by affection
But still
I'd walk the final days
Upon the earth with you
How pathetic