Hanging by a Thread

Love Blossoms

I’ve wasted away

twenty years all alone

and now I act like

I can’t live without another.

I’m not falling in love~

I’m falling apart,

unraveling who I am

by wearing my heart

on my sleeve.

Would I disintegrate

if I end up by myself?

Would I break into pieces

if I can’t have his heart?

I have to build my own identity

before I can love him

because he’s tearing at the seams

and I can’t fix him until

I am complete on my own.

I will hold onto this fraying thread

until tomorrow,

until he sews his lips shut

or ties up the loose strings.

Author's Notes/Comments: 

Inspired by: “Heaven Forbid” by the Fray

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