The thin line
between hope and disillusionment
grows more vague
with every beat, with every note,
and these words make me realize
just how much I wish
that you were still here.
teach me how to understand
the things that I have lost.
Tell me how to appreciate
this lack of beauty.
You have gone away from me.
-just believe-
I was drowned in impudence and
You were crowned with authority.
Yet you would bear witness
to my fear...
And this misconception grew
until we both failed
as curiosity gave way to malice.
Though the company I keep
should be enough
to make me forget your face.
The silence of what came between
should be enough
to make me forget your voice.
and I have stopped expecting...
and I have stopped accepting...
and I forget to breathe.
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