The pain vanishes and the heart beats a soft rythm once again. I find life to be plentyful and new once more. As Istare at the sky seeing brillant lights and wounderful relief. Remembering faces I loneg forgot, a warmth finds its was back into my heart. The warmth I feel is not from love but from victory. A victory not from falling with no one to lend a hand or take a second glance but being able to relize my mistake and understand the position I have found myself in. I slowly rise from a fall that would cripple the bravest and strongest of men. Riseing up, I hear my heart begging and crying for love once more. Hearing a voice that makes you smile when you are sad, seeing your love smile and cry for you, holding the ones who makes life that much more brighter. These things drive my heart to love wanting, needing, begging for more. Haveing love even for the briefest of moments, can make all the pain vanish. My heart wants so much of this but my body grows tired after every heartache.