Here I find myself again,
Poring over the bits and pieces you've given me,
I've counted far over ten,
The light on my desk has been burning so long my landlord will raise my electricity fee.

I've been staring so long,
My eyes burn, lined with silver tears,
Every thought I have could be wrong,
Seconds of solitude seem like years.

I don't know what to think anymore,
The lines are so blurred between us,
I don't know what to feel anymore,
The beats of our hearts in our hands between us.

Too thin is space stretched,
The words on the page overlap each other where they are etched.