It's a different kind of
Terrifying. It's a different
Kind of fear. To wake
Up and realise
That one Voice can talk its way into your
Heart.
It's a different kind of
Ordeal. It's a different
Kind of trial. To slowly
Sink into the warmth
Of the Voice that is resting by your
Head.
It's a different kind of
Trust. It's a different
Kind of step. To give your
All to the Voice that is wrapped in your
Arms.
It's a different kind of
Fate. It's a different
Kind of hope. To know that
At the Voice still wants to gaze into your
Eyes.
It's a different kind of
Scare. A different
Kind of struggle. To let in
The Voice that wants to whisper in your
Ear.
It's a different kind of
Hope. It's a different
Kind of Love. To accept
All the love the Voice wants to give
You.