Then tell me Mark, how can I do it? How do I watch her life fade everyday but not hurt? How do I continue to breath, when I know she takes one less breath everyday? Why Mark, Why is this happening to someone so precious?

I wonder if there is a dark side to every great love story. With great love comes great hurt. I wonder if it is inevitable.

Haunted

You haunt me in my dreams
I can only hear my drowning screams
Is it because I'm afraid of you
Or am I afraid of this feeling
The feeling of being blue
Maybe it's me you are healing
Can I admit that it's my heart you are stealing
I'm afraid of being let down
Can you relieve me of the sound
The voices tell me to hide
In my mind is where they reside
Can I ignore the calmness you bring
You hold my heart on a string

I want him to lock his arms around me and throw away the key, because this is where he belongs and I'm scared he'll just let me go again.

Scribblings of love are on your heart
So you think you can find it anywhere...
Darling please beware not everyone has your heart.

I would rather hurt, than feel nothing at all.