You still cross my mind from time to time and I mostly smile.
Still so set on finding out where we went wrong and why, so I retrace our every step with an unsure pen.
Trying to figure out what my head thinks but my head just ain’t what it used to be; and then again, what’s the point anyway?
I still remember how we held so strong to this. Though we had never really settled on a way out, I still remember the silence and how we’d always find a way to turn and run to our mistakes.
I still remember how it all came back together, just to fall apart again.
My dear, I hear your voice in mine.
I breathed your name into the air, I etched your name into me, I felt my anger swelling, I swam into its sea.
I held your name inside my heart, but it got buried in my fear.
It tore the wiring of my brain, I did my best to keep it clear
So dear, no matter how we part, I hold you sweetly in my head.
And if I do not miss a part of you, a part of me is dead.
If I can’t love you as a lover, I will love you as a friend.
And I will lay a bed before you, keep you safe until the end.