How many beats can you hear
in the stutter-still arrhythmia of my heart
as it slowly fades away?
Could you tell me how warm my skin is
just before it turns to dust?
Do you remember those softly serrated words
You whispered in my ear…
Like a lover’s last promise…?
I couldn’t help but think that you were beautiful,
Even when you hated me.
Then again I think everything is beautiful
right before you die.
The way your eyes burned
as I slipped under the waters of consciousness.
Six feet under.
As I hate you and I always will
echoed through my head the way footsteps do
in an empty hall.
You know they never hurt,
Those words you’d whisper to me
While you stole kisses that never belonged to you,
But I swear they killed me.
Agony sweeter than love itself
It wouldn’t go away.
If you’d only let me fade
Into the nothing that awaits me…
Maybe you could love me again
The way I will always love you.