your wings
are made
of a spectrum of grey
there's not much to say
except words you don't wanna hear

you were always so gentle
even when you flew away
even when i wanted you back
even when you couldn't stay

your kiss
so sweet
like toffee
and lipstick
i missed it
i wish that
you were here

i act like
you weren't what
i saw you
to be my brain
so why does
it still hurt
like my heart
trapped in tracks
run over
by one thousand trains

why would i
do it all again
if i could
have you again?