She Does The Most For You.

I write because you exist.
Because you love and you let love go.
If it wasn't for you I'd be okay right now.
I'd be sailing with the summer breeze, and catching flight with birds, and forgetting all of my fears.
You smile in my face and tell me everything will be okay, but it won't will it?
At the end of the day I'll have to let you go.
Like the sky let's the stars fall and crumble.
It always comes to a screeching end doesn't it ?
I could never tell you apart from the imposters.
I never gave you enough credit to make you feel beautiful.
Got so caught up in the idea of perfection that your heart never received affection.
The dramatics, the soulless nature of your ways.
It all goes back to the grave.
There are somethings in life I'll cherish and never forget.
But others I can barely live with.
This potion gives strength to my devotion, but life gives me reason to keep on floating.
So I make my way towards the stars and the moon and the heaven and I settle right into that warm place near your heart.
And I hope we never drift apart, I hope we never drift apart.