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
