February 20, 2006 / 1:08 a.m.

every answer provides a thousand more questions. Just give me this one.

Will you stand beside me?

When clouds turn dark and the rain begins to fall, will you be the one to run in the streets with no cares in the world.

Begging me to kiss you under the pouring sky. Begging me to hold you without asking why.

I'm lost in the clouds staring down upon you, wondering when you'll take the jump off the cliff.

I'll catch you. Have faith that I will.

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