Of You and I

I stand alone

At the cliff of my world's end

The waves thrash against rocks

As sharp as your wit 

As misleading as the lies I loved

I lean back because I know better

I do not want to meet my end.

But, beneath the waves,

Your face glimmers beneath it

Your arms are wide and they are open

Someone to catch me

When I fall

My poor heart fills with all that is heavenly 

My young mind dances to the thought

Of You and I.

As I fall faster and further to you,

I see that my poor heart has been deceived.

It will always be quick to believe you

And your lies

That I cannot help;

But at least now,

It will not believe anything anymore.