You lift me up. Make my soul crawl out of my hiding spot, that's what love does. It fills your heart and makes you float, high above the goings on below, free of worry, hate and discomfort. People that make you feel that way, or the someone, rule you. You are at their feet. If you love someone so much it fills you, you will do whatever it takes to keep your fill. And it's unhealthy, it's a drug. It feels so good. But if you lose it, it's harder than any feeling you have ever felt. Hard to control, hard to let go of. You blame yourself, you curse your wrong doings, but most of the time it wasn't you. It was that other who left you, lost the best love they will ever get. So stand back up. You don't need their hand to pull you up off the ground. Stand on your own two feet and face the world. Strong, free and independent.