Landon's p.o.v

Sad, beautiful, and tragic is my infatuation with you

Always hanging, holding onto you, I can't let go

Crosses speak of an old fear and passion of mine

Red, bleeding words, barely scape the surface

Even if you neglect all that is sacred, I will remember your kindness

Divine and serene, grace is ever so gentle and genuine

Even if the great divide separates us, your absence still weighs heavy

Various thoughts and memories bring your face back into focus

ON my own again, I must learn how to survive

Take a chance on me, now will you?

I am your safety blanket until another comes along and takes my place

Only hope can climb over my castle walls

Nothing but dust, trust remains hard to achieve until magic fixes everything