Drowned in confusion
trust in all
trust in you
trust in us

eyes are closed
hands are cold
sounds are surrounding
pain beside me

comfort in you
my head rest assures
shoulder like pillows
hands are warm

the dance of our hands
the rhythm of our fingers

two sunrises
nobody beside me
but warmth still lingering

just like you said
roses are beautiful
but at the same time they can hurt you
they can leave scars

and i'm not sure if these scars
around my wrists
were by the sharp thorns
or was it by you
but either way
both are the same

both are beautiful
and both can hurt you