I'm dying on my bedroom floor Your hair blowing away on my sheets when I realized I couldn't let you go anymore
I still see you leaning on the frame of my door With the words you spoke in my memory, I realized I'm dying on my bedroom floor
The look in your eyes which belongs to ancient lore The tears in mine as I recalled and I realized I couldn't let you go anymore
Your hand on my face, my lips on yours The phantom feel of your kiss as I realized I'm dying on my bedroom floor
Your non-hesitation as you bared your core Foolishly disregarded and swept aside, then I realized I couldn't let you go anymore
I've never felt anything like this before The love drilling in my chest and the emptiness it bore I'm suddenly dying on my bedroom floor When I realized I couldn't let you go anymore
I wrote you a villanelle that you will never read because I'm trying to not be stupid