but I can’t complain, nobody gets their way all the time. A drier desert needed rain. I’ve opened the door between life and death, but will I really stumble through? I saw heaven in his eyes, but it was really hell, and what a beautiful flame it was, burning deep into my soul, stirring up such darkened thoughts. I never thought I could feel again, but I always think that. So I’ll just hold onto what I have and remember what I’ve lost. |
