In your arms. I felt safe. I felt loved. Like nothing could hurt me. Magic. Between us. Trust. In that you would never let me go. But we fell. From each other. So deep. Down into the darkest ocean of your lies. I lost sight of where you were. I could not hear the beating of your heart. I could not kiss you and make everything alright. Change. Demolition. Intuition. I should have listened. I should have known. Even flow. Did you have to go. Did you have to leave. You stole my heart. Now how do you expect me to breathe.