The Fall

I’m thinking of someone but I wont tell… Someone who has helped me before from out of this spell
One thing I don’t need to be told
The hurt grows sweeter with someone to hold
The hole of loss, filled by the feeling of hope
Another ones touch to help you cope
I’m thinking of someone but I wont tell
Someone who has helped me before from out of this spell
Used to run her fingers through my hair
Was more than my emotions could possibly bear
That’s the one thing I need now more than all,
Someone who cares to ease my fall

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