We were on edge For weeks-- --no, for months. We hung on the strands of our hearts for months. Tugging at each others souls, Ripping, Gnawing, Weeping, For months. The end was near... I was about to be gone. You let it all go. All your lies All your thoughts All your tears You let it all fall out. I had a taxi, My bags packed, And my ticket ready-- All the money spent to go. At the very Last moment You told me Everything. Your eyes... Your voice... --My heart's strands --Your heart's strands Intertwined as one Walking away from the deadly edge.