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Little Dragon Girl,
I exposed my soul to you.
The very depths of my existence,
And i know your special.
Do you ever remember things?
And flood into your memory?
Like all those tears i cried...
And i still cry...
What's a reasonable excuse?
I talk...
And i might have something important to say.
But it's when i'm silent that i say the most.
And you know that...
It shouldn't be that way...
Pleasant silence...
Internal torture...
Our pasts, mine and yours,
can never be forgotten...
But without my armour,
what's left to protect me?
Like when you pull that stray thread
and the entire thing unravels...
You know which threads to pull,
So i don't fall apart...
And when i do,
Your always there...
with your magick needle and thread,
to make everything okay.
I cry...
because i need to.
Because tears...
are what makes us human.
And sometimes i need to know that...
because sometimes i feel unalive...
In mind...
and body...
And i remember that girl i was...
before... all that...
Maybe she's still in here somewhere...
waiting...
But until that time,
when she decides to come out and make me whole again,
I'll need you here,
with your dustpan and special glue,
to keep me from falling apart.
And i'll be here,
(you bet your ass)
to do the same for you.