Scatter me to the winds,
and cast my soul's ashes amongst the bones of the scars of a yesteryear. Let me light myself amongst the baubles, as though it really doesn't matter where I am or who I am. Because really, it doesn't, without you. Which is why I won't remain amongst such recesses of humanity, where I am. I won't stay where I can't be with you or where I won't deserve you, So I'll rise from my knees and unsheath my sword, because nothing can sheath my love for you. Not even me. So don't expect me to be far for long. I love you. |