Because it's you, I suddenly loose all that
cold heartedness, that logical train of thought
that is so characteristic of what I thought I was.
Because it's you, instead of being full of
venom. A hate so strong that it hurts me. I am
over come with the desire to hold you and not let go.
Because it's you, and this child is yours I know that
I will love it, as though it were my own and I already
feel grieved at its posible loss as well as at its possible exsistence.
Because it's you, I'm terrified that you will go,
just pick up and leave me. Whether it is to go
back into his arms or into the dark continant's.
Because it's you, I know you will never do that and
that we shall be together for as long as we live and
that everything will be just like they were before.
Because it's you, I would sacrifce the life I thought was coming
my way. And I will start a family with you, regardless of
how, exactly, we got it.
Because it's you, I will bite down hard and battle through,
because, baby, I know your strength is fading and although
I need a little reassurence, I will fight for you.
Author notes
Just about my life really. I'm really putting emphasis on the emjamberment recently. I'm not sure how effective that is. Punctuation may be a little dodgy.
