We’d look up at the stars
whispering our dreams
I’d lay in your arms
while your lips spoke sweet lies
You’d call me your angel
As you hugged me
and left that cigarette smell in my clothes
you’d take pictures of us
and frame them
you’d grab the bottle and drink the pain away
you’d become numb
start talking
saying we could go back to who we were
You’d grab my hand
promising you’d leave the danger behind
I’d wake up and you would be gone
but every night I would wait for you
For those sweet lips that only spoke beautiful lies.