I hate death and what it does to us
It breaks the voices we grew into
It leaves chairs empty and doors half open
It turns love into memory and dust

It takes the names out of our mouths
It makes friends drift like smoke in the wind
It teaches nothing worth the pain
And still it comes again and again

Death gives life its meaning
That’s what they say
But meaning feels cheap when the chair is empty
When the room still smells like you
When my hands reach out and close on air

I don’t care about meaning
I don’t care about lessons
I don’t care about edges or shape
I just want you back

I would trade forever
I would trade every sunrise
I would trade every reason anyone has ever given me
For one more day
For one more breath
For you not to fade

They tell me time will heal
But time is another thief
It drags you further away
While I stand here with my heart still torn open
Waiting for a voice that will never answer