Reel Love

Tomorrow waits....
will you wait for me?
if you break my heart
will you give me yours?
because I am afraid
to pick up the pieces
after the wait leaves me heartbroken
afraid it will turn to dust
at the dark hour
afraid it will turn to ashes
at the last second
you turn me away
and you turn away from me
and the world revolves around me
yet, again
I leave myself no choice
but to accept chaos
still, all remains fervent
in a broken glass-house of hell
I can not turn away... alone