magic.

about one of my grandmothers, who passed when i was very young.

take a needle and some thread, no it isn't just in your head. you have my heart in your hand, of course this feeling isn't banned. sew up my heart, as i've tried to before. no one can really see its core. torn and bleeding, broken and slow. this is just because youre high and im below. words cannot describe how much i miss you down here. one day we'll be reunited and it'll all be clear. as for those I love on earth, some new and some old, only part of my heart can you hold. a piece goes out to all whom i meet, and who knows, maybe i make someone's life complete. if you hurt me in any way, ill take it back and try another day. because of all this, i am hurt too much. only you can fix this heart of mine with your magic touch.

Author's Note

another one that's really really old.
it still sticks with me though, because i miss her