I’m blinded by this face that was my best friend
I hadn’t appreciated you for those years of
high times and drunken dress up
You are more than what we talked about at night
when we were confused and alone
and even after those moments passed
I’d close my eyes to be with you.
Dream of you,
unaware that it was love
But now I’m more alone than ever
And she has your heart.

The summer nights and spring time blossom
strangled my head and lost my soul
But you were with me through the gushing red
Who knew I’d feel this green for a girl that I called
my best friend…

We were one, my secret partner
The one I’d drop my soul into,
vulnerable to your bare eyes
Now you’re miles away and
I still cry

Your mind is the reason my sheets drip with regret
And the stains in my head smell of roses
And your face is in the photograph above me

I know she’s beautiful and I know she’s yours,
And I have mine and you’ll forget about me,
But I’d still reveal to you what you’ve been missing
Even after our years together
You’d see that you haven’t been yourself
And I am that open door to the real love
The kind of love you told me
you wished was real,
the kind you searched people for
the kind you felt when we laughed together
the kind you thought you could only find
deep, unconscious, dreaming
in your sleep,
I’ll hold it sacred
until you return