The shelves are lined with pink and red

Two colors that I wasn’t really fond of,

At least not when I was young

 

The heart-filled patterns and lovey dovey messages

Made my own heart feel cold

All I could do was ignore the truth

 

However

Two months ago

Everything changed

 

You accepted my rock

And I accepted yours

In a mutual feeling of the heart

 

Now everything is different

The pink and red don’t feel so black and blue

The heart-filled patterns mimic my own breath

 

Two months ago

I came back to life

Two months ago

My heart won over my head

And now every time I feel your arms around me

 

I feel safe

 

It’s like the ghost can’t get to me

It can’t break me down

It can’t tear me apart

Not when you hold me together

 

But when we’re apart

I can feel the shadow over my shoulder

I can hear the whispers come back

The lies seep into my soul

Choking me from the inside out

Making me believe in the horrors again

 

The only thing that keeps the ghost at bay

Is the thought of you

It starts with your smile

Builds up into your eyes

Flows through your hair

And falls back down into your hands

Eventually I get lost in the journey

And suddenly nothing else matters.