i said he seemed kind of sad
then he said i seemed like kind of a *****
and i think we were both right

the spaces are growing
i'm stumbling
there's too much momentum
i can't catch myself

i'm falling into the spaces between my happiness
i look behind me and i can't see the last time i was okay
i look forward and it's blank

i'm falling into the spaces between lost innocence and last chances
between father and mother
between flesh and bone and hate

i'm falling into the spaces between us
because you're someone i don't know yet but i long for your presence
i need you to pull me out of this nothingness

"no one can save you but yourself," they say
try telling that to the spaces

his heated hands grasped at my frozen skin
tearing the cold heart from the cage of my chest

he melted me
until i was nothing but a puddle for him to step over