#this is old..

Where all you wanna know is that she's Ok, even if you aren't...

When everywhere you look, you smile because something reminds you of her..

When you're having a good time, and all you can say is "damn, I wish she were here with me" ...

When love is played through our lives like the soft strum of a guitar and our hearts beat like a marching drum.

When we can stand in the rain together and look at the grey sky, smelling the scents and hope the water will hide our falling tears. 

As thunder and lightning fill the sky we play along on a flute and sax, a trumpet and bass.

Not caring our lives are coming to a slow close, and not really noticing.

Living a life not a lie. 

Loving with all of our hearts, and being ready to pick up the pieces of our shattered life along the way of ways.

When faeries and pixies emerge from the shadows to toy with you and to break your heart,

smiling their wicked smiles to win your affection.

When defying gravity isnt enough.

Twisting winding paths through the forest lure you deeper,

until the only way out is in, but you can't get in until you're out.

Smoke from the burning tips of cigarettes, glowing faeries brighten the scene