"i want to be the surgeon that cuts you open, that fixes all of lifes mistakes. i want to be the house that you were raised in, the only place that you feel safe. i want to be your shower in the morning, that wakes you up and makes you clean. i know im just the weather against your window, as you sleep through a winter's dream -- maybe im a girl, maybe im a lonely girl who's in the middle of something that she doesn't really understand."
What makes you stay when your world falls apart? What makes you try one more time when it's not in your heart? At the end of your rope, when you can't find any hope, you still look at him and say, "I just ca