Here’s to the Memories
I’m living in this moment;
I would only die for you,
And I’m dying for this moment,
You would only live for me,
But help me in healing you
Successful in crying on your shoulder,
A first time for anything
The sterile light is burning me,
The straight line cutting
Into my palms, my chest, through my skull
A little less clear, this life uncertain;
The way things need to be
Bitter, elaborate, unseen;
The way things always are
Shift to the present, I’m lying, denying
That I miss you, I need you, but I’ll never see you
It’s like you were never here,
But the memories are like scars
Hide them and cover them,
But they never go away
So here’s to the memories smoldering and varying
Until I forget your face, and the last time you lied
So here’s to the memories; they never stay away