The day was perfect
You somehow managed not to think about it
you keep yourself busy
and then it happens

your stomach cringes
your heart is a cramp
your lungs are frozen
and you fight the air in, breathing against the pain, how can breathing be so hard?

when you cry on the inside,
it's not less real than teardrops
it's much heavier if you can't let it go, can't let them out
there is practically nothing that you can do
you just watch
and you know you'll never forget, you'll always hope, you'll always love

T I M E
I count on time
I count on the lucky times
to live it up again
and again and again and again
I would have nothing against a forever