We're not as much apart as we are broken to the core
The blood upon my hands is somehow covered up in yours
And if I turn to water you will never want to drink
Then let me be forsaken by the thoughts in which I sink
I told you all my secrets both in person and in soul
But I can't be responsible for where you long to go
It's only in the stillness that I conjure up the words  
To tell you that I loved you in a way I wasn't sure
I've asked the time to grant us more than we could ever bear
So I would have a chance to make it up to you, I swear
The past cannot be changed and so the future goes astray
but I don't want to tempt you to just walk the other way
For I can bathe in showers that are hotter than you make
But if you fall asleep then I'm the only one awake

I became the crutch you leaned on
Supporting the weight of your pain
I put a cast on your heart
When it became too battered
I became your most sturdy stilt
To help you move on
Until you felt better
That's when you left me
Never did you ask if I sustained injuries
While I was nursing you back to health

Now that it is done,
I've washed away the departed
Knives fall from the faucet
I am still stained of you.
Nothing to remove you from my skin,
your fingertips,
taped along my chest.
They are there, all the time.
They will never be relieved.

Three hundred miles of skin displayed upon its honorable division
layered upon the fray
bring me in.
I never once knew your kind
they stayed among the corners of rye

Yet I hope to seap you in

How to lose someone,
in the instant.
Through the paralleled tunnels of a second,
To feel something, ever bending within the palms of your hand.
I caught hold of you,
somewhere in another dimension.
But here you stay lingering upon my realities
Keeping me compromised.

How to be a non-believer
Walked upon the skylines of you sober,
dance along edges.
I never began to know you.
you never once came for me.
or said the things I need of you
Only a comfortable wish of ties
yet I wish for those to undeniably bind me.
to be ****** upon the upper bars
cars go by
and you never came.

I don't want to love someone else,
But I will if I need to.
Stay away for as long as I can
To come home to nothing at all.
I lost my soul a few years ago,
It left when I said hello

I was your right hand woman,
sat down near me to stretch your arms over your head
shirt rising along parallels with my motives
and you look for my eyes,
neck stretched its furthest back and your grey hair falls
almost touching the ground
you spoke something that never mattered
but I knew everything in that second.