The Fall

If I fall any further, I might hit the bottom.

If I fall any harder, I might not get back up.

Broken bruised and lonely, barely beating at all.

I'd hoped your words word save me, and cushion my fall.

But all I hear is silence, and I can't see your eyes.

Good thoughts are hard to come by when there aren't any smiles.

Once upon a time, I flew so high.

Never thought I'd be brought down, what an ugly surprise.

Heading for the ground now, it isn't far.

I hope I land on my back, so I can still see the stars.

Cause all I hear is silence, and I can't see your eyes.

Good thoughts are hard to come by, when there arn't any smiles.

Laying here and thinking... remember when.

All this makes me wonder, if I'll ever fly again.

Cause all I here is silence, and I can't see your eyes.

Good thoughts are hard to come by, when there aren't any smiles.

Middle of the story......

......... it had become my favorite place. I must go back, this time for good. So I packed up my things and headed down the path. To the place I had only visited before, but would now be my new home. I payed no attention to how I got there.... no need since I had no intention of coming back. The warm and fuzzy land of the butterflies...... just as I remembered it. Everything is more intense there. The sun is a little brighter, the flowers smell a little sweeter and the grass seems a little greener. Not a care in the world but my butterflies and thoughts. This is where I belong, here in this magical place.

One day a great storm came. The thunder was deafening and the lightening tore through the sky. A massive gust of wind swept all the butterflies away. The flowers wilted, the grass turned to brown and the sun is nowhere to be found. It is a cold and dark place now, not the beautiful butterfly land of before. I hope the butterflies can find their way back to

their home.... my home.... because I can not leave....

I don't know where I am.

The smiles are different these days. Not the uncontrollable ones that made me shake my head and lose my breath. That look in her eyes is gone. That look.... the one that makes everything and everyone disappear. She would light up every time she saw me. I've never felt so important to someone..... it was so obvious. She talks to me like I'm just like everyone else. So strange because we know absolutely everything about each other. Now we speak like strangers. "sure is nice out" or "see ya, have a good one". Have a good one?!!!! WTF is that? I pretty much just don't have a fucking clue. How do you talk to someone you know like no other and pretend that you don't. She has to still be in there somewhere. If something that felt that perfect to both of us could just fade away, then I don't know what to believe in anymore. True Love is the one thing that I have always held on to..... and if that has turned out to be bullshit.... then I think I will lose my grip. I could type about this until my fingers bleed.... but honestly it's all I think about and this isn't helping. So in closing.... what do you have when the most important thing in your life is gone?............ sure feels like nothing. I think some drinks are in order.