Look in her eyes as if to say that she fears nothing. All knowing smile like nothing has changed. She thinks, I'm asleep while at night she goes on trembling.
Know that I tried to stay with you much longer. Know that I tried to be at better man. Know that the pain of flesh is now behind me. Know that the pain of leaving you still remains.
Cornered again. I've backed my self in and I'm fresh out of time. Too much to deal with lately. I feel like I'm juggling knives. . I'm predisposed to be composed.
Oh, to see the moon through her eyes. And to feel the sun the first time, no preconceptions. She looks at me and smiles as she stands. While clutching firm to my sandpaper hands, no imperfection.
Standing alone in a crowded room. He hears it. A voice so familiar, not unlike his own. He fears it. His name being called out from across the room. But he can't see.