my language of the soul

in that moment we held eachother close.

we both knew, knew that when that moment was over and we let go,

we'd be letting go of much, much more.

i heard the titan pull away; it dragged a piece of me with it.

all i wanted to do was call him back.  tell him don't go. 

don't change how its been. don't leave me with the void of not having you.

but i couldn't.
because thats contradictory to what we're suppose to do.

so a piece of my heart cracked that night. 

replaying the memories was unbearable. the thought of them no more was agonizing.

i felt the pain echo through out my bones

until tears streaked my face. 

but it wasn't his fault.  he still cares about me. 

it's just what happens, i guess, when you let someone handle something

so fragile for a while and then fate decides to step in. 

we're still going to be friends.  he is still going to be in my life.

i don't know how it's going to work.  but i have to believe that it will. 

it's the only way i can be okay right now.