"It's not you
It's just the fact that lives come together,
They fade apart
It's just the fact that lives come together,
They fade apart
As shadows are cast, yet numbed by the light,
These are our beings"
This is what you told me,
But I remember yesterday,
And I believe and I feel and I want,
And empty is not friendly
Cracked mortar
Lies
And pure remnants of an unsure bond
Perhaps we trust too much in this invisible thread to move on
Flowers only live so long,
When they grow out of three small words
"I only speak when spoken to