I wrote this poem for you
because you need somthing to hold on to.
When your world is falling down,
trust me, I won't let you drown
...
The hairs on my arms
stand straight up
when your voice breathes
sweet nothings
...
Depression
there's no cure
it's not a disease
it's a part of your life
...
I love you
it means something
it means that if i were on the top of the world
i could touch the sky
...