He may not be the one on my hand but, he's the one in my heart

He may not be the one on my hand but, he is the one in my heart

Two hearts can never conjoined to make one but,two souls if they were ment were alredy together at one point but, had to split to find eachother again

Then tell me Mark, how can I do it? How do I watch her life fade everyday but not hurt? How do I continue to breath, when I know she takes one less breath everyday? Why Mark, Why is this happening to someone so precious?

You're the only thing keeping me from insanity, yet when you look at me, its my heart you make go insane.

I hold my dreams in my hands and tirelessly wear them in my heart.