On the day I first met you
we were both staring in the void.
The better angels in my head
made their services employed.
But the inner demons of my heart
began to chime in too.
They were louder than the better parts of me
and so I fell for you.
We stood there in that open field
gazing at the sky above.
We noticed that our stars were crossed
but arrogance clouded our love.
We thought that we could take on fate
and so we built our walls up,
made of cigarettes and broken hearts,
false security installed by us.
We saw the tide come rolling in,
and we both knew that we weren't safe
on that precipice that was our love,
suspended high above the waves.
And when the tide came crashing down
we thought that we were strong enough
to face the waves, hand in hand,
but our locked hands became two empty cuffs.