to the ends of the earth i'd follow, i'd cross every sea for you

I don't like to look at life beyond my hands
but it's often necessary to remain in check.
I think about what it might feel like to lose you.
Who would I spill my cares to?
Who would light me up after a bad day I've had?
The more I think, the harder it becomes to breathe.
And then I can't see clearly through mist soaked eyes.
I've learned that life can be beautiful in every moment,
regardless of circumstance, if you just look past emotion
and appreciate what it took to get there.
But I never want to know the feeling
of not having you to end my day.
The fear of facing it drives me to be
more present in the moments here with you now.