I know exactly where I was when I first saw you the way I see you now, these eyes waiting to retry. Those pristine days, I recall so fondly. So few are trials when a life lonely, and now if only. I'd felt it, I'd never heard it. I know I loved you, did I even deserve it when you returned it? There's no suspicion, no hesitation. Believing the eyes of sore adoration
and know, fracture and hurt Eyes in the fire unrehearsed Shield like a house closing doors Curved in the dark rinses of
Ashtray is crowded, bottle is empty. No music plays and nothing moves drifting into a memory. Busy apartment, no for grieving. Sink full of dishes and no trouble believing that you are leaving. tremors, mind at it's weakest. One way of shaking off the thoughts that it sleeps with.
Witness and know, fracture and Eyes in the blink unrehearsed Shield like a closing it's doors in the dark rinses of yours
In walks the darkness I pitch you. Asks me; "Do I realize what I'd and who I'd done to?" Indeed, I do know. It never leaves me, just visits less often. It isn't gone and I won't feel it's grip without a coffin. beside me, feeling it's warmness, phantom affection gives a human performance.
Witness and know, and hurt Eyes in the blink unrehearsed like a house closing it's doors Curved in the dark of yours