Handcrafted and artisan,
Built perfectly to fill the gap,
Sweet whispers of your words,
but I know they'll never last,
as we drift off to our own worlds,
bodies held together tight,
I know that tomorrow comes,
we both knew it was the final night.
Wind flutters across the faces,
of both of us in your bed,
the cold night could shake us up,
but the covers keep warm instead.
I know that nothing lasts forever,
I knew that this never would,
We did so much to fight it,
But defeating the demon -- we never could.
So serene and unexpected,
clenching fists around my waist,
the days were never perfect,
How much life did we waste?
Bitter anger and suppressed hatred,
creep below our feet,
Swift sounds of peaceful slumber,
That lead to our defeat.
I watched for so long,
the beginning of our demise,
and now I watch that anger tumble,
and now I see through all of the lies.
Hugging tightly at the sound,
of our last night's sleep as one,
I wake up in the morning,
to the sight of rising sun.
Our bodies laid limp,
Hands firmly at our sides,
Our tongues remained inside our lips,
And I watched that part of our world die.