My favorite sound.

Where is the monster when I'm laid in your arms? Where is the fear and where are the eggshells I walk upon? When I feel safe in your embrace do I talk about it enough? Do I ever make you question my heart or even my love? You were taken away from me. I wish I could've broken the glass in between. I wish I could've run to your side and threw my arms around you. But instead I'm forever locked inside and you're back where I found you. 

Are you spending your nights alone and crying like me? Are you bitter and angry or happy to be free? Does my name make you insane or am I only a distant memory? 

Does someone else make your heart beat faster now? Is there someone perfect and beautiful you've found? Is there someone who finally can make you proud? 

I don't need to know. Wherever I go, “I love you” will always be my favorite sound.