My garden and IAs my garden grows,so do I...but whichway, and where to?We both are reaching,trying to find the sun.But it remains hidden,behind a cloud, notwishing to be seen,or at least....Not by those such aswe two.
Plato's PurposeTiny pawsVelvet feetHe filled your horizonAnd woke your soulAll just in timeFor you to welcomeYour new oneYour true oneThe Forever FriendCreated just for you
FreefallFreefallFalling wasn't supposed to be so easy,yet I find that it is. I took one look intoyour deep, mysterious eyes, and I fell.And now, i know how it feels...how it feelsto take a leap of faith, right over the edge ofthe cliff. Spinning, dropping fast. In a constantfreefall.Straight into the arms of love. I saw you, standing there....there in the doorway, and it may as well have been thedoorway to my heart, because...I am spinning, dropping fast. In a constant freefall.Is this love, or am I mistaken? I hope, and pray thatthis is no mistake, because I love this feeling...the feeling ofSpinning, dropping fast. And I am in a constant freefall.
NUMBI thought that the day this happened,I would shatter, fall into a billion tiny pieces,but I'm not falling apart, and I didn't shatter.Instead, as I prepare for your leaving, never tocome home, I find that instead of fracturing tothe point of no repair, I have become NUMB.NUMB, no longer capable of true feeling, nolonger able to care. For Christ's sake, i can't evencry.....So I sit here, incapable of pain, or drowning in it,I can no longer really tell...Because you have cut all thatoff from me, and made me......NUMB.