Author's Notes: I never write this kind of thing. You will probably never see it again.

Gone

I can't help it.

I'm falling,
falling hard, falling fast.

I don't know what love is.
Never even scratched the surface of infatuation.
I never let myself.

Can't think,
Don't know why.
Can't breathe,
Don't know how.

I don't understand.
Fire is raging
In the deep recesses of my heart.
My mind's gone dark
With the onslaught of emotion.

I'm drowning,
Drowning in torture, drowning in hope.

I cannot cry;
It's been so long.
I cannot fight this;
I never learned.

If your eyes caught mine,

Could I stand?

Could I run?

And if you stood before me,
Would I laugh?
Would I speak?

Everyone says I've fallen,
But I don't know what it means.
How could I let myself become captivated
In this torment?
Why?

I don't have any answers,
And don't even know if I could take yours.
You'll probably never glance at me again,
But I'm here, I'm real,
And I'll never leave.

Not if you ask me to stay.

Going.

Going.

Gone.

Note: I will give the last three lines credit to Danielle because it's something she always says in her lj. Oh, and thanks Lauren for helping me!