I know exactly where I was when I first saw you the way I see you now, through these waiting to retry. Those pristine days, I so fondly. So few are trials when a life isn't 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? no suspicion, no hesitation. Believing through the eyes of sore adoration
Witness and know, fracture and in the fire blink unrehearsed Shield like a house closing doors Curved in the rinses of yours
Ashtray is crowded, bottle is empty. No music plays and nothing moves without drifting a memory. Busy apartment, no room for grieving. Sink of dishes and no trouble believing that you are leaving. Mid-sentence tremors, 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 house closing doors in the dark rinses of yours
In walks the darkness I without you. Asks me; "Do I what I'd done and who I'd done to?" Indeed, I do know. It never leaves me, visits less often. It isn't gone and I won't feel it's grip soften without a coffin. Breathing beside me, feeling it's warmness, affection gives a human performance.
and know, fracture and hurt Eyes in the fire unrehearsed like a house closing it's doors Curved in the dark of yours