I got low
I went down
In my descent
I brushed the ground
And down below
Amidst the dirt
My ***** fingers
Combed the earth
I went deeper
Nails and teeth
The bones of trees
The stones beneath.
And then- at last-
Upon the fringe
My hands brushed hell
My fingers singed
I reached bottom
Saw you there
Immersed in fire's
Dancing flare.

At the bottom
At the end
I watched you burn
And fell again.

The inferno's twice as hot
When you have to watch someone you love

Burn.

we parted like a kiss
and all I wanted was a taste
of your sweet lips

we separated like two shores
and all I wanted was to reach
for your perfect hands

we cling together
for we are far apart
and I may never see

the sun rise again

Maybe one day
I will be okay

"Before you,
the days were good.
With you,
the days were better.
Without you,
the days will never be the same."

"The months, they turn to days,
the days, they turn to hours
the hours, they turn to minutes
the minutes, they turn to moments,
and in these moments
I am wistful;
I am missing you."