Is it the age?
Or the time passing?
Is this the dawning of the Age of Aquarius?
or am I just dreaming?
She cut me off when I wanted to jump over the edge.
He lifted me up when I thought I was ready to drowned.
They were to help gather the pieces which were strewn on the floor when I wanted to walk away.
My heart wants to beat out of its casing.
Every time she is near, I feel as if someone has wrapped me in a warm blanket, rescuing me from the cold storm.
She eases certain nervousness.
For once, forever doesn't seem like a frightening thing, but an exciting thing.