bottle it.
take my fear and my tears and all the empty years.
bottle it all away.
all those things you never said and the places where we never went,
and all the times it should have been just you and me,
but instead-
you bottled it.
you broke it all; you broke it down; you let me fall.
the truth is that this fear is yours. these tears and all those years are yours.
so take them now and bottle them up.
i can't swallow one more drop.