I'll reach for your hand

I’ll reach for your hand in the cold of winter, I’ll reach for your hand in the heat of summer. But if my short life can’t reach the dawn of spring, I promise, in heaven, I’ll reach you with my wings.

You don't know

You don't know
You can't see
What really goes on
Inside of me
My eyes shield
How I feel inside
You don't know
How much I've cried
My mouth restricts
What I'd really say
And make you think
I'm perfectly okay
I know you tried
You mean well
But I have things
I'd never tell
To truly laugh
To really smile
Is something I haven't
Done in a while
You'll never know
How I really feel
I don't know how long
It will take to heal.
Just know that
I still love you
After everything
That I've been through.
You'll never see
Inside my mind
I'm protecting you
From what you'd find.
I protect you because
I love you so.
This is my pain
You'll never know.

Heartbreak and Heartache

My friends are always telling me to move on,
to give up. But why? Why should I?
They don't see you the way that I see you.
They don't look into your eyes and see the world.
Why would they understand?
They can't possibly imagine what it means
to look at your best friend
and see all their hopes and dreams come true.
I wish for once, just once,
they could walk a mile in my shoes.
But they wouldn't need to walk that far,
they would just take one step and suddenly,
they would take back every bit of 'getting over you'
advice they had ever given me
and realize you're my life,
you were meant for me,
and that moving on or giving up
is simply not an option