so there's no more laughing at an evening fire no more the crackle of flames to echo our desire for summer is on its way yet all i feel is the cold sat staring at the dying embers of a love once known your reasoning remains certain and so easily evoked those moments i recall now mere epitaphs i wrote what of that first kiss or that walk upon your stairs the warmth of our breath as i slide through your hair cast aside as mere memories, lost shadows in this game as the ashes burn out through the endlessness of blame
summer does beckon as you heed its call to take flight redefining your season escaping my darkness to light alone to search deep inside and what will I see complicated and broken lives but only one truly free for no mirror will ever conceal my self inflicted lies decisions and failures welling up in these guilty grey eyes a sentence delivered through the coldness of silence yet I will appeal to take solace in some other summer dress to mask the responsibilities, to seek shelter for this shame it is I that must carry the burden, bear the endlessness of blame