I've hurt you and I recognise it
As deep as the torn pieces of aorta I've choked on
How proud you stand defiant in your love of me
How you stich the pieces of my guilt into velvet pillows to lay my head upon
Soothing in your denial of fact
Forgiveness in your heart, pain your eyes
Doubt has settled there
The beat ticks time,
the colours of love bleed
My heart swells,  as yours drains
The words never come no matter how I start,
I wish I'd known
How much
Before i even let it start
Like the sorry caught on my lips
Despite the laboured floundering of my tongue
I cannot bring my self to say
The words I should have remembered
The day I fell from your heart
into your pillows
Never asking how or why
Death is more certain
Than the code written in your eyes
No clues to decipher
Only the way I see your pain