YOU (Year of Us: Part I)
I walk down the empty staircase
Pondering deeply, no creeping sounds.
With each step it leads me to
A dark place with weights that pull me down.
Nothing is going right that
I would rather walk down these steps forever
What a fate I choose but
Did I ever have a choice, did I ever?
That moment when you stepped into my life
With your blonde hair and tall complexion
I was a mess, lost without a light
Unsure of what is truly there, even my reflection.
When things are getting rough
The cold night air making it hard to breathe
You think to yourself
Why am I alive, when can I be free?
Those nights you lie in your bed
Trapped in those thoughts of
When will all this end
I end up only thinking of love.
That moment when you stepped into my life
With those hazel eyes and strong arms
They hold me tight, never to let go
And keep me safe and warm.
When the whole world is at the brink of war
Or, at least, my current state of mind,
There is a beacon of hope when you are around.
You are the one thing that won’t leave me behind
Even when my feet are lifted high above the ground.
You’ll hold me down and save me from any more...
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