Lost, and losing.

Fall, and falling.

I guess to fall is to finally land, on whatever surface it may be, and irregardless of the extent of the damage, it is definite you've fallen. The fall is over. But to be falling is to be left hanging. I think losing someone who remains alive haunts more.

I need a closure. Death is an unfortunate, but definite, closure.

You to me are everything.

I would take stars out of the sky for you.

Stop the rain from falling if you asked me to. I'd do anything for you, your wish is my command. I could move a mountain when your hand is in my hand. Words cannot express how much you mean to me. There must be some other way to make you see.

If it takes my heart and soul, you know I'd pay the price. Everything that I possess I'd gladly sacrifice. Oh, you to me are everything, the sweetest song that I could sing. Oh, baby, oh, baby. To you I guess I'm just a clown who picks you up each time you're down.

Oh, baby, oh, baby.

Gone.

Give me strength.

To say all the things I might need to say, to those who won't even turn to look, or even a glance. Not a second, not a moment. I think they, he, she can't really care less. So, give me strength soon, you. Because I need it. I need it now, before my life slips away too. Everything in life is fragile.

I've learnt that all too well.

Fleeting.

It was just yesterday, and a moment later, it's all changed.

He was still there. My arm on his shoulder, his soft breathing against his pillow. He needed sleep, and so we were leaving. His eyes closed, his face peaceful. He didn't open his eyes much, and he almost couldn't recognise me but that didn't matter. He didn't even have the strength to.

Just a moment. And neither did I.

Nothing's gonna change my love for you.

I like it cause his playing makes my heart ache.

And flip.

Food poisoning.

Convulse.

This feeling sucks. To feel your stomach twisting and the gastric hurting. I want to sleep but I can't get any eye shut. I wanna be held in your arms. Want you to hold me to sleep. I feel lousy. And porridge isn't gonna cheer me up.

FML.

Lean on me.

When you're not strong.

And I'll be your friend... Damn. How many so far? Many many. But at least I found some back again. Remember how I told you'll leave behind a big cavity when you're gone? Yeah, dear friend, it still applies. But, I give up.

You don't hurt alone.