willow

Willow

The sweeping arcs of the moments you hold

Soft and Slow

In your gaze every raging heart stops cold

And they say each time we rise from sleep, we are different

And you know tomorrow's not the me you'll know in this existence

Should I wilt I'd have to call upon the strength in my blood

But to say I'm not afraid of death is just a lie but

For you, I'd die a million times

Then be reborn every life because of how I'd miss