I am not quite sure when this passed
This skip of a step
This step of a leap

My childhood I left sitting, on a broken piece of rock
Long and strong....pulled towards that precipice
And when I felt the inevitability I could resist a while
But the while became an eternity
And my breath became stale

And whence I felt her breath against my cheek
I now feel the ash of the dried disdain
She who wouldn't let me feel alone
She who wouldn't let her own
Im no longer in my own thoughts
As i've always known it's vanity

I close my eyes certainly
And push her ever further
Her in me I peel and thrust away
And in this I finally know what
I cravenly thought.

The addicting part of all is the hint.
The smile I never see
The hair that hides your eyes
The shadow that you are so fond of.

I wish in all this your honesty.
Your honesty that will pull me away and show my own.