The hardest part of letting go is knowing nothing will ever change
no matter how far my body wanders, my heart refuses to pull away.
It’s been warped and contused by the beauty of this black hole love,
the further I fell in, the slower I seemed to come apart.

I buried myself inside your false comfort, your arms became my tomb.
You were a fitting final resting place, my bones, yours to exhume.
But I’ve died so many times in the absence of your touch,
that I’ve resigned myself to a life alone, abandoned in the dust.

And I can’t convince myself, that I wouldn’t do it all with you again
just promise me that we’ll forget each other before the end, my friend.

Before the evening came,
The dusk spoke up to my spirit
'bout the redemption it brought to beautiful lives,
I got sunk into the ocean, in a minute
& the memory of my heart walked out into the ashes... to darkling nights

The ashes of my heart flattered across the street
I smoked for a while
& a glass of wine stole the breeze
My eyes glared at the pages written by me late-night
I tried so hard to arrange but every note got flamed up into the pieces of my life.