I can see your shadow coming closer in the dark
Growing like a tumor while I slowly fall apart
Nothing like a moment to remind you that you're weak
Grazing on the bits of truth you never fought to keep
Yet somewhere underneath the skin of what you have become
There exist the rudiments of silences to drum
But how do you identify a peace you cannot see
And put your trust in every part invisible to me
I am not the one who claimed your body as my own
So I will sit here ripping all the stitches we have sewn
And as the holes expose themselves the light begins to dance
Gradually consuming, letting go of what I can't

If I knew that may have been the last time I saw you,
I would have held my eyes on you for so much longer.
I would have appreciated the way you walk, and the way your eyes shimmer even when the sun is hiding behind the clouds.
If I knew that may have been the last time I held you,
I would have held you so much tighter, and never would have let go.
Not even to look up and stare at your face.
If I knew that may have been the last time I was with you,
I would have said everything.
I love you.