Love has to be enough.

There is love in your body but you can't hold it in
It pours from your eyes and spills from your skin
Tenderest touch leaves the darkest of marks
And the kindest of kisses break the hardest of hearts.



If i was told the time and date of my death
i would step not jump
off the edge, seconds before I depart
so i could die a float and the angel of death sweep my soul from drowning air
before i hit the place of grief i left