to him... if only i could

when the world has stopped it's last beat, you know how it feels. this is a broken heart that can't be mended. it's last beat depends on you. the battle strikes at the heart only if there is a reason for it being broken. the last beat of the world is over. now there is just a battle with love...

what if i don't want to battle love. my heart may be a little broken but i don't need to battle. i have felt the last beats of the world as though my heart was helping it get a rhythm. boom boom is all it sound like. i cry because my heart can never be mended. i know how the last beat of the world feels but as i think of you the pain sinks lower. the last beat of the world did not depend on me alone. it depended on you as well...