memories.

No, time does not heal all wounds.  I know that you died. I understand that. But holding to  your memories is like holding to fire. It gives us heat...but when we want more, it burns.

It sounds like this is nothing new and that it hasn't been for awhile
You wake up on the other side and you strain to force a smile
The fairytale inside your head has become your new best friend
But I can assure you, that I'll be there before the story ends

'Cause when I needed a place to hang my heart
You were there to wear it from the start
And with every breath of me, you'll be the only light I see

 The weightlessness and the lack of rest
away from you, im in over my head
Even when it's dark before the dawn
I will feel your grace and carry on
And with every breath of me, you'll be the only light I see

                                                  Boyce Avenue - Every Breath