Waiting for a blow that never comes
It was right
It was the right choice

Lick my lips
Cradle my face
Gaze into my eyes
And tell me I'm safe

Lost dazed and confused
I don't know what to do
A brisk breeze blows me in the direction I need to go
I'm being torn apart
But not how I'm used to
We talk nearly enough but we still love each other
You're not toying with me
But you're torturing me
Burying me in concrete to my eyes and filling my heart
I finally understand exactly what I need
And you can't give it to me
Just like a spring wind
Is still cold
You are stuck in one place
While I'm moving on forward

I used to be afraid.
Of what? I wonder.

Now that everything is gone.

i hope that you see the sun
in your reflection on the lake
and think of the moment
you promised to be
with me forever
before you
left me at the altar.

this is what forgiveness
looks like.

yeah you reading this.
If anyone hasn’t told you today,

You’re beautiful.

is it weird that I can
see the ghost of you
in this empty apartment?

is it weird that I keep playing
your voicemail before I go to sleep at night?

(I can't help it, your voice comforts me)

is it weird that i can still
taste the cherry cola on your lips
as we shared our final kiss?

is it weird that you've moved on
yet I'm still lying in bed wondering
if you're awake thinking of me too?