A/N: I'm thinking about turning this into a story. If you think I should, review telling me so. I'm just not sure yet. Will anyone read?



Those empty eyes.

No tears are there to fall,

No smile's there to brighten the day.

No one is there to hold you,

At least, no one who will stay.

The weakness in your heart

Never shows,

Though it's breaking.

The lack of oxygen in your lungs

Has no cure,

Now I know you're not faking.

Just wake me up

On the brightest day,

And taste the summer air.

Don't die like this,

I need you,

And now I know I care.