descention from delerium

Sitting with felicity, kissing her on the cheek.
...and then i blinked.
It was as if bliss had been blown to splinters,
dissolved like a vapor in the wind.
To the depths i descend with my face in my hands.
The heart on my sleeve makes my left wrist bleed.
The flowing slows my breathing,
and the beating starts receding.
Please releive this pain so i no longer feel a thing.
Give me hope to believe in.
Let me leave my grieving behind,
so i can find whats left
of whats real again