We play hide and seek but am I even lost.
You look at me with widow fears and I fear you latching on.
You staple yourself to my dreams, my hopes, and I just want to liven up. But a timely death has crossed your path and formed such a great divide. A divide that has wrapped my body and you hang me up because your too kind. Have I love both your lovable and constant professing regret, then I'd be here forever, but my arms are bled and engraved by ropes and chains pulled tight. I know how unfortunate a soul may be but today I say goodnight.