in the memories there is solace.

 i don't know. this could break my heart or save me. nothing is real until you let go completely. so, here i go, with all my thoughts i've been saving. here i go, with all my fears that have been weighing. but, i know it's never really over; i could crash and burn. but, maybe at the end of this road, i might catch a glimpse of me. three months and i'm still breathing. been a long road since those hands i left my tears in....but i know it's never really over, no.