Losing you was like plunging into the deep depths of the ocean,
Pressure crushing my very soul.

Then finally I emerge through the surface and you are there,
Holding out your hand,
waiting.

As you warm me from the chill of hypothermia, I ask,
"Where did you go?"
And you answer,
"I was always right here, you just had to reach out your hand."

Suddenly your arms turn into chains,
your torso, a wall behind me.
I feel cold again.
Your love has turned into a jail imprisoning me.

But then I realize that the chains are my own arms,
And the wall is the block I put up between us out of fear.

With my love for you empowering me,
I brake down the wall between us.
And now it's just you and I, alone.
I run into you
And I can finally feel the real warmth of your embrace,
You Kiss me,
And now everything is "Perfect".