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over the edge


i am, at present, falling down.

i finally understood that i, sometime before last night, had fallen over the precipice i promised never to fall into again.

i did not know.

but after last night, i realized i had already let go and jumped without meaning to. i thought i was just leaning over the edge and looking down.. checking to see if it was safer this time.




but i already jumped.
it's already starting to hurt.

sigh.
..to feel so much that it already starts to hurt.
and i am petrified.

i think i know what's going to happen to me when i reach the bottom. and i think i know how sad, how crazy, and how painful it will be.

but faith. faith.

he said he's going to break my fall.
faith. faith.



i jumped and believed... scared to death, but did anyhow.

this would be worth it. this one is worth taking that risk. my heart somehow knows it would be.

so it's faith, he says. i just need to have faith.
to just confidently believe that when i do reach the bottom, he'll be there like he said he would.

and my happily-ever-after comes true.








Dont you let go of me - Ilse De Lange

No solid ground, no relief to be found
No promises, no demands, no depending
Silence, no rules, no bending
No mystery
There's only you

I live inside an empty room that's now inside my head
And everywhere and all around, only your arms that I feel
Don't you let go of me

No comfort, no words and no ending
Solitude, I am tired of pretending
Still There's only you

I live inside an empty room that's now inside my head
And everywhere and all around, only your arms that I feel
Don't you let go of me
The ceiling high, the walls are wide, no floor beneath my feet
Nowhere to go, nowhere to be and you're still all that I see
Don't you let go of me

Be quiet, maybe you can hear my heart
Be quiet, maybe you won't break me apart
It's all down to you
It's all down to you
It's all down to you
It's all down to you
It's all down to you

I live inside an empty room that's now inside my head
And everywhere and all around, only your arms that I feel
Don't you let go of me
The ceiling high, the walls are wide, no floor beneath my feet
Nowhere to go, nowhere to be and you're still all that I see
Don't you let go of me

You're still all that I need
Don't you let go of me

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There is a pleasure sure in being mad
which none but madmen know

Don't wish. Don't start. Wishing only wounds the heart. -Wicked


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