Last night for good nights
He stopped sputtering words
He stopped and she took flight
But now she stops and thinks
"What's right?"
Staying high
She saw him gone
So quietly
Gone so fast it's hard to believe
Turned back on time
Just back
Only one chime
Or maybe two
And now it's 3
She just wants to see
She remembers the bed
The sleepless nights
The long afternoons
Huddled in tight
The smell of the sheets
And his blankets
Sleep drunk
But in her dreams
She waits until
He catches up and makes a deal
She can't hear him now
Only the beats of blood
Covered her ears
The blood that courses through her veins
She's angry now
She takes her time
And makes a bow
To make her exit
Off the land strip
Off the blankets
While she awoke
She turned back on time
Maybe one
Or maybe two
And now it's 3
She looks at me
I look at her
That's a mirror doing it's work
So can I be sure?
I know I'm sure
I don't miss him
All it was is experience
She looks at me
I look at her
That's a mirror doing it's work