Laying still on my side of the bed
Won’t open my eyes, won’t turn my head
Our pages lie defeated on the floor
Kisses on the wall but ink on the door
Love I refuse to share with new
And so remain reserved for you.
It gives me peace, we tasted forever
Cuddled to dreams, before we severed
My heart smiles only to your touch
Your empty gloves I tightly clutch
As we twirl the days into blank unknown
I sing our song, ‘cause it’s ours to own
I sing and I cry
Teardrops burning dry
‘Till I finally dare look
At the ashes of our book
We pick up our pens in slow-motion glory
And continue to write, each our own story
Our hearts beating on to the rhythm of our metronome
Now, I must leave, but I won’t forget home.
May 13, 2024
May 13, 2024 at 7:39 PM UTC
Laying still on my side of the bed
Won’t open my eyes, won’t turn my head
Our pages lie defeated on the floor
Kisses on the wall but ink on the door
Love I refuse to share with new
And so remain reserved for you.
It gives me peace, we tasted forever
Cuddled to dreams, before we severed
My heart smiles only to your touch
Your empty gloves I tightly clutch
As we twirl the days into blank unknown
I sing our song, ‘cause it’s ours to own
I sing and I cry
Teardrops burning dry
‘Till I finally dare look
At the ashes of our book
We pick up our pens in slow-motion glory
And continue to write, each our own story
Our hearts beating on to the rhythm of our metronome
Now, I must leave, but I won’t forget home.