SPIDERS
Caught in a web of maybe tomorrows, I am waiting for you like a spider waits for a fly. You are still the centre of my world. You are the anchor of my universe. If you move, everything else moves with you, including me. I will go wherever you will go. I would follow you to hell. If you jumped off a cliff, I'd jump after you. Is this a curse or a blessing? Would a world without you ever be worth living in?
Do you think I sound pathetic? Do you think that I shouldn't be so weak? I don't mind. I can tell that you are acting, when you whisper sweet nothings in front of an awestruck audience, but one day you will mean what you say. It's ok. We have forever.
