I believe Heaven is real because I know someone like you can't simply stop living once your time is up,
and when people would say there's a reason for everything that happens
I would laugh.
Because surely they had never seen the dark side of a human soul as I had and it was all for what reason?
But then I met you and it all started making sense.

We found each other at a time when life had just opened up for me.
How quickly you became the home I never knew I wanted.
Weeks came and went and we changed with the days,
friends we loved dearly we forgot,
while others we still remember daily were ripped from our chests.
Your heart smashed to pieces like glass shattering on a floor,
and mine mangled and never healed,
we forged new ones together.
Now I carry you with me every place that I go.

When miles separated us we grew stronger,
a vow spoken without words that neither can break.
Each shadow of my thoughts that seems to haunt me
is no longer feared when you reach out with your words like light.
The truth I look for when nothing seems sound is always where you are.
You're my sense of reality though madness fills my mind.

Some days I feel I am composed of unlovable parts,
that the demons of my past have taken me captive forever,
but then you tell me to you I am good enough,
and in the nick of time you have saved me once again.

My sorry soul is tired
I swear I haven't slept in years
But last night it felt like you might offer respite
And so tell me why my nerves of steel put bars around my heart

So what if the voices never shut up
And the weight on my chest doesn't budge?
I'll join the millions of others always drowning
One day I'll wake up and I'll have nothing left

Busting my *** to catch busses that already passed by
Working long hours with both ends burning but there's barely a wick
You should see how I torch everything around me
A poisonous drug leaving mass destruction in my wake

And I've lived a million lives but mine just started
How can a person seem so aged?
If only I could sleep but a minute
Sail off into nothingness on a burning funeral pyre

'Tis moonlight, summer moonlight,
All soft and still and fair;
The solemn hour of midnight
Breathes sweet thoughts everywhere,

But most where trees are sending
Their breezy boughs on high,
Or stooping low are lending
A shelter from the sky.

And there in those wild bowers
A lovely form is laid;
Green grass and dew-steeped flowers
Wave gently round her head.

I'll never forget how the foam spilled off the top of the first beer I ever drank from a keg
Back in those days when the map from your front yard swing to mine (no matter how many times my address changed) was pressed in my head like the flowers we picked were pressed between the pages of our favorite poems

16 flew by in such a blur
Our sun kissed skin met our shoulders, showing scars from summer days spent driving too fast with the top down
Your father let you drive the LeBaron, our backs as flat as the seats would allow, watching the day turn into night
Wishing forever on shooting stars

The smoked passed from our lips as we whispered our deepest secrets in our bedroom
Shared on the day you found I needed a home
It's always you who knew all the parts to me, and we learned to grow in love
18 came and went like the boys our mouths would tire from talking of, but whose lips we longed to taste just once more

Now your home is found so far from mine
Yet somehow it's wherever I am
Sister, you'll always have a place with me

Remember the nights our bones rested together?
The burn of my cigarette in the dark night looks just like the stars we wished upon back then
You can follow the sound of my heart still beating for you
And you'll always know where our home is

I left my heart on your bedside table
Right next to our pack of Reds
When you walked out this morning, I noticed you didn't take it with you

I've started to wonder if I'll ever look at life the same
Isn't it crazy how one person does that to another?
Never wanting, til you, to call someone mine

The number of seconds found in a day seem too few now
Tell me the ways to watch you come undone
I'll be here when morning arrives to put your pieces back in

Always patiently awaiting your touch, love
To see you come through the door and break down my walls
How long will my breath be held tonight, love?