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