Crystals trickled down my cheeks.

The thought of losing him

Sent me into an abyss.

I began to shiver,

Cold wind blew down my spine.

It came unto me seven times,

And seven times I've cried.

I can't take it.

I'll lose my mind.

I don't want to be alone again.

I hate the cold feeling

That lingers

When I crawl in the dark.

Isolated

From the cheery world.

I despise the glass cube

That imprisoned me.

It felt like forever.

Now that I've escaped

I don't want to go back.

I'm tired of running away.

I'm tired of feeling troubled.

Now that I've found him

I never want to go back.

I'm afraid.

I fear the thought of losing him.

I fear it more,

More

Than

Death.

I never want to lose him.