Something to hold onto

I would love to tell you "take all the time you need, I'll be here" I would really, really love to, But I don't really know if I can. Not like this. Desert. Dry. Empty. Lost. Lonley. Alone. I can't keep on climbing this infinite mountain Without knowing were the peak is, Without a rope. Give me something to hold onto At least while we get there, Give me some hope. It is sad that I would settle for crumbs waiting for the whole bread loaf, But I would. It is sad that you aren't even aware that I'm picking what I can, But you can't. Have I accepted the truth that you can't give me anything else for now? Yes, I have. You can't even give me more. But I don't even have those crumbs. I imagine them, I pick them from the floor I painted in my head, A floor where I once crashed And I keep on falling. I can taste them, The taste you gave me once and never again, Before I realized that I was crawling. But I keep making myself believe That if I follow those imaginary crumbs, I'll soon find a rose petal path. I'll soon find that active affection I can't even explain. I'll soon find the place I want to be with you. I'll soon find something that awakens me inside. But that is not you, I wouldn't even expect it. And it's not even fair asking for you to make it. Maybe from your point of view, You're throwing slices of bread at me. But I can't seem to reach them, It's never going to be enough, is it? What a pity, what a shame Considering how much I love you, How much I laud you. But I have nothing to hold onto. So I'll fall again, In and out of love I'll fall again and again.