sometimes i wonder how we keep living the way we're living
walking around broken with all these pent up dreams
how i can sleep with him but dream of you
keep our conversations saved in my phone
replay the memories like a black and white film
in this too-clean room
in this empty hall
in this way of speaking
silently
haplessly
kissing you in quantities you can't ever seem
to fall apart or
drift apart or
whatever you're doing to us now