I've walked through fire,
And broken dreams.
You've been with me in sleep and sight,
Making it hard to differentiate day and night.
I've loved you through it all,
From picking myself up, to making the fall.
You bring tears to my eyes when no tears should be shed,
You make me feel both living and dead.
I know that there is nothing I can ever do,
But the road would be no harder if there were two.
Forgive me for all I have said,
Even though I whispered it with a bowed head.
I know you would rather turn a blind eye,
But if I let you, apart of me would wither and die.