From you, she drew it all.
She took a deep breath and drew you into herself.
From you, she was able to be all she envisioned
From you, she grew.
When she could not make the climb, it was you she clung to.
She held onto you for her life.
Then you let her down.
She clung to you for love and you let her fall.
She began to see you differently.
She began to realize that you were not the end of her world.
When you stopped being her life, she found her own.
You were not the end of her world.
She was the end of yours.