There's no sleep for the traveling heart, as the mind is always ticking. Unable to keep steady enough hands, to ever hold another's properly. Her face stays tucked away for nights, when the alcohol brings her to the surface. In my head she's dancing through the streets of a foreign city, the rain falls as her hair curls and sticks together. She's smiling as the mascara runs from her eyelashes, and just as she runs her fingers across her head, she disappears within the mist.

There's things I said to you, I can't get back. All the love you gave me and all the love I lacked. I know his hands are pressing, were mine did too. Are you falling love or just letting him fall for you. I know the seasons changing, snow is falling outside your door. I don't know why I'm always cold when I just ache for warmth. You know my head is stubborn. With all my racing thoughts. I just thought they'd slow dear and now it's all my fault. I know he's thinking of marriage but you still think of me. Coughing from the cigarettes or maybe drowning somewhere at sea.

Today I forgot to remember you again, your ghostly hands are fading.

Somewhere along a mountain side covered in a vastness of greenery. I left you, beneath powered blue skies. I sat for hours watching clouds take the shape of your face. I outlined your lips like a map to your front door. You stepped out along your stairs and we talked for hours. We said all the things we never had the chance to. I promised you I wouldn't forget the way you filled my stomach with butterflies and my nights with wrinkled sheets. I promised you that if I'm able to think before I ever left this world, my last thoughts would be of you. Laughing just before you told me you loved me for the first time. Lastly, I explained why I had to leave that day and how it was simply so you could find love. A love like I had for you.

The weight of your body and the pressure of your lips. Leaves me in suspension. Endlessly gravitating ever closer to you. Until two points become one machine, one that's built to withstand all of time. In short, I'll spend every moment I have madly in love with you.

Although my days are spent accompanied by jet engines. Blue skies and unfamiliar tongues. The distance I put between the two of us never really calms the static. All the mountain ranges, crashing waves, and drunken sunsets still have my head dizzy for you.

I guess the day has passed again, let's settle within the night my friend. Moonlight settles on my pale white skin, I'm watching for weak spots you still live within. Swirls of smoke dance around the ceiling fan, as your favorite song repeats again. Something about a bird that flew away, and how it's better off it stays that way.