when i find myself jogging in circles
i know i have separated my heart
not from the world, but from yours
where it rightly belongs.
i fall like a raindrop
like a puppet without strings
i crumbled on the cold harsh earth
against the harsher wind.
my pretty dress fans out
as i empty myself before You
being alive is a lie
if my heart does not beat with the rhythm of your love.
the painful realization:
that i am nothing without You
I really can't carry on without You.
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