As the rain falls and I long to fall into your arms
that our miles and mindsets away
I wonder how I will start this journey of goodbye again
sin we made, stains of your kiss against my temple
you are subliminal, repetitive, you are in my imagination and I try to erase
you but you won’t leave, I wish that we would have waited because maybe then it would not have been a mistake
now I long for tomorrows with some one who is only a portion of you and I
want to know will they pacify my ache for you?
Will they answer the question my body asks, the ones that are silent
as the rain falls, truth pelts my happy ever after
laughter falls at my side like gauze as the reality of what I, we have done sticks to my memory like old stubs of gum refuse, and I think
should I cry for what I have lost?
For us? for the dust that has fallen and spoken into my breast so clearly that I can’t pretend not to notice
if I had maybe taken my time maybe I could have been your wife
maybe I could have been more than just a song that keeps replaying when it feels,
my heels turn to leave you, but oh wells and never-minds keep spilling behind me and I bend to pick them up, I hear your echo breath upon my heart, like quick soft knocks upon the door, wishing me not to say goodbye… but
I have to anyway.