When the melody goes mute...

A bond is unsafe
Cause you can sense it
Sense that there’s something wrong
You already know but you don’t want to face it
Clinging on to the streak of truth in my eyes
But do I know the truth?

Something about us,
We’re always falling.
Not in or out but down, deeper.
You yearn for them,
I dream of them,
That short span of time,
When all we know is each other.

A voice screams inside: Stop! But
the risk, the danger,
the passion, the past.
And undeniably, the warm bliss.
Following surely is a shudder,
a chill, until,
Frozen.