If you were a pill,
I would be the first to die of an overdose.
You give me so little of you, whenever I am scared.
O, courage.
How can I live without you?
Your embrace is what keeps me alive.
How much more can I take from you?
Your touch is fleeting,
Like a kiss from a lovers lips.
How much more can I get of you?
What is your price?
O, courage.
If you were the wind,
I would grow wings to follow you.
-SA