one hundredth.

It's such a lonely existence with you.

"And let our bodies intertwine, but darling understand - that everything, everything ends."

other half.

My light, my support, my shoulder, my piece to the puzzle, my all.

If I could express to you the love I hold in my heart for you, or measure the respect I feel every time I look at you, believe me I would. But as that is near impossible, I want to thank you. You have picked me up every time I have fallen over, dusted me off and assisted me to walk along. You have influenced my choices, made me think twice before I make a regrettable decision and made me take a closer look at the true fortune I have gained in the people I surround myself with. You say you cannot feel my pain - I would never, never inflict that upon you, however I know that with every step I take and every time I break a part of you bleeds with me. I wish I could make things better for the both of us, but we both know that these things take time before they can take the true course they need to take. After everything we have seen and everything we know, our tears and laughter, our anger, our sadness and our happiness; I can do nothing but carry you when your legs are numb, hold you up when your knees are weak, and steady you when the ground shakes. Together we will continue to learn, with every thing you and I undertake and overcome. Together we will become bigger and better with every day that passes us by. Together we will "conquer it all". You own my heart - I adore you.


We will see better days, I promise. ♥

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When will the road end ?
My limbs have grown weary from carrying my torso.
My heart feels as if it were a dead weight,
hanging from a string from my rib in my chest.
I cannot shake the thought of you.
I calm my heightened senses,
they try to steal me away into the night,
playing with my thoughts, wrestling with my common sense.
Whispering to me in the night
The thought of a new ending to an
Endless beginning.