Poets Of The Fall

You’ve been biting bullets all these years, I know,
There beside yourself choking on tears,
And you aced avoiding possibility
When you placed your beds on bittersweet.
Now, don’t you worry,
No need to be sorry,
Time to step lightly…
‘Cause the love you used to feel is still there, inside;
It may be a faded photograph, but I know you care
So don’t hide.
If you’re scared I’m here beside you,
If you get lost I’m here to guide you,
And I’ll give you peace when peace is fragile.