My Parachute
You were my parachute.You were my parachute,Always opening, rescuing mejust before I hit the ground. Now, it seemsI am free fallingNothing is catching me this time. When will I hit the ground? You were my whiskey,When I had nothing but a needSo it seems,even whiskey goes bad. You were my firekeeping me warmWhen my world was coldPerhaps, I’ll just freeze now. You became my everything,You still are, My love doesn’t end Just because you left.