You were the ever deep blue destructive tides crashing into my ever crumbling moss covered walls over a mythical lilac sky

Breaking me down to my core ripping away the moss breaking down the stones as if you didn't know they would fall to ruin under your ever growing waters drowning deeper and deeper into deafing silence struggling, gasping for a single breath of air hoping you might pull me out

But the memories of tired brown eyes behind thin glasses to your lightly calloused finger won't let me leave

Once our souls mixed and became a tricolored whirpool of emotions only to fade into calm water before the storm knowing our "love" was being washed away and never finding shore

I guess I'm weaker than I thought
I see that now when I think of the ember of your lips

Cinder by cinder you were all brunt up

When I held you closer you turned to ashes in my arms

And I tired to forget you and
I tried to replace you
But I guess I'm weaker than I thought

Oh when our fires were bright
We danced to the nights
But once dulled to ashes

You ran with the winds
As I try to keep you aflame

Little did I know your wick had burnt out

And now my embers are weak like yours so now it's dark.