6 March 2013
I'm trying. I'm dying. I'm crying.
You're keeping. I'm weeping. Hearts leaping.
We're in sync. We can't blink. We can't think.
We're caught here. Just you, Dear. The pain, sheer.
Our lips touch, Our weak crutch, It's too much.
I'm done now. Don't know how.
I'm leaving.
Trying • Opuss № I