My Birthday 24

Tonight
I could die
Because I can't wake up
Tomorrow
And face the light
The truth that you're gone
We're through
And there's nothing I can say
There's nothing I can do
I can't sink into your arms
and plead my case
Take turns retaliating
or return to my place
But sometimes when you let go
Its actually for real
And sometimes when I want to ignore my heart
It chooses over me to feel
But I want to feel the break
The only muscle cleaved in two
Half of it still beating fruitlessly in my chest
Half of it with you