I won't be able to move forward as long as you are there…
I'll continue —to hurt myself with high hopes that you'll save me, as you did when we first shared stares, as discourse from unruly mouths turn into white noise and muffled voices around us— and I will smile through it all
I would never want to leave 'here' as long as you are there…
I'll continue —to hurt myself using Edward's words in hushed tones, the same melody you sang in little Rome about how I reminded you of a place that you've never been to except in song— and I'll endure everything to come
I won't be able to love another as long as you are there…
I'll continue —to hurt myself tenfold, from that time when you viciously undressed my heart bare stripping it off of your words that blanketed it with crimson passion leaving it dull— and I will keep you in memory