Here you are Daengel.  Hope you like it and that it is fluffy enough for you, I did the best I could with it. You are a meany-head!

At some point I started looking
at the ground more than the sky
It’s hard even to breathe
I hold out my hand
But no one holds it. 

                I used to feel that way, but not anymore.  Everything changed the day I met you.  Sitting there on the curb, crying as you watched a street musician as if your life depended on it, that’s where we met.  I almost stumbled over you.  

                Now there is you, to help me look up.  You are the air I need to breathe and the hand I need to hold to steady me. Your smile is the one that gets me through my days, pulling me from the dark back into the light.  You are my angel, my saving grace.

At some point
I’ve gotten scared of people’s eyes
I’m sick of crying so I tried smiling
But no one recognizes me. 

                Since the moment we met, you have helped me to be happy, to not be afraid.  When we met that day it was the first time in ages that I wasn’t afraid to meet someone’s eyes.  The sad smile you gave me brightened my world more than the sun.  I couldn’t help but smile back.

                Your hand in mine is the only thing I need.  My heart is slowly healing, one day at a time.  Together we will keep each other strong.