if i had to, i would put myself right beside you...

three days, sleepless and reeling
need you now more than ever
my wrist aches, my head aches, my heart aches
can't sit still, but moving takes effort

swordfights and scraped knees
i told you 'don't ever change' and meant it
i won't ever come back to everyone but you
if i even go away at all

speaking to you is hard
it's easy to fall silent when your words never make it out
a cello weeps, i fight the urge to follow suit
leaving my roots will never feel right

five years go by
track marks and tear stains
could you ever leave us that way?
as long as i'm breathing, i thought...