~Not knowing what the future holds~

I've looked into your eyes,
and seen a person that I want to be with
but it goes both ways.
Not knowing what the future holds
makes the air fogged up,
and less to breath.
The heart beating with fear
but itself down to not pay too much attention.
Slightly, the chest squeezes tight
and you feel dizzy not knowing what's going on,
so you hold on for the moment.
Heart beating so fast as though it's going to bleed
through the bones... skin... shirt...

One drop down to the floor.
You look you down with a shock.
Touching your wound in your chest;
blood on your hands.
Tear running down your cheek of pure torture of misery,
and wiping it off like it's nothing.

Walk to the bathroom, not caring who sees
or what will be said.
It's no ones business, only yours,
and now it's time to care for your own faults.
Wrap up your heart and chest,
right now it's going to be bumpy ride to happiness.

You can do what you put your mind to,
and you got the power in your hands.