He traced their faces with tiny delicate fingers.

Looking back now, I see the gray skies. I see what I left & why I left it behind. I've heard it all before ; to take your days one step at a time, not to jump ahead & never plan your life. I'll pull you under & drag you back.
Suffocate you in my so called love, crush your believes & hold you down.
I thought that blissful death was upon me, but instead, I’m treading in an endless sea.