I locked my heart in a silver chest
and threw away the key.
I set it out upon the sea
to sail away from me.
For if my heart had disappeared,
the pain would follow suit.
But it seems my logic flawed,
that misery still walks with me.
She lays with me in bed at night
and diligently, so faithfully, walks right by my side.
Her steps, they leave no guiding mark
and I alone can see her.
She whispers softly in my ear
That she will always be here.
She takes her hands,
such dainty things,
and wipes away my tears
leaving only the faintest lines,
ravines across my face.
I locked my heart in a silver chest
and threw away the key.
I set it out upon the sea
to sail away from me.