Was it his smile that got you? Or was it the twinkle in his eye?
Was it his words that got you? Or was it the hidden gaze in his eye?
Was he hiding a pain behind that smile? Or was it a battle wound behind that scar ?
What was it that his silence was speaking about? What was it which his words seemed too quite to talk about?
Did he know how to close the door to this pain? Did he know where to throw the key after locking this pain ?
Was he just holding on to the key ? Or was he nurturing it all along?
My dear heart -- I know you are scared
I know you have hoped too much, I know you have believed too much
I know you have lived too little, I know you have fallen too hard
Why do you feel too much? Why do you want so much?
What is it that you are looking for? What is is that is lost in the sea?
Is it cruel to be here? Is it wild to be alone here on the edge?
Are you looking for comfort in discomfort? Or are you lost in the abyss ?
What was it that got you?
