Perhaps I’m too young to comprehend you.
I miss the gentleness of generic words
If only my soft, kind touch was yours too
To my misfortune, my flinches, unheard.
Apologize for the scrape from the ground,
As time heals my heart, it just makes a bruise
You say sorry without making a sound
Don’t leave now when it’s everything I’ll lose
Rise until midnight, where I say I am strong
Blinded by your shadow, who I think you are
But I will not leave, I come back by dawn
If only who we were wasn’t masked by a scar
Kiss me again, I’m thrown into your pool
Those generic three words make me a fool