I take a final breath. Breath it in my lungs. 'Cause everything I've done. Has made me numb. . If I had just one wish. It'd be to let this out. So let go.
My love for you,. ancient and true.. You are the flower,. out of frost you bloom.. Showing me beauty. that I never thought true.. . Stop wasting time, and start to see..
I don't need to reopen old wounds. Or go digging through those ancient tombs. The past I've burned does not need to be exhumed. I've learned everything I can from picking through the ruins.