when all you think you have is the cold taste of a barrel
against your teeth, I hope you remember the mirror…remember that I’m watching
you and I love you. I’m sorry you’re lonely and empty. I’m sorry. Things should
have been different. I’m sorry that the empty part of your heart is made of the
lost dreams that made it so big. I wish you didn’t have to crawl through glass
to feel, to know love.
I wonder if you weren’t here you would know the empty places that you fill. Why do you swallow so much? Why don’t you cry? It’s cold outside and I can’t bare another round of cheer. I hope we find a place to put your heart. When I first met you, wait, I’m not sure I know you. You hide behind crooked smiles and waxed brows. Why won’t you let me in? It’s another night that you’ll try to forget, the dizzy mornings come so quick. Stumbling through the morn you’ll make your way, but your heart my heart…is losing. I hope I’ll miss you when you’re gone, and I hope again and again I’ll wake. But hope soon loses to time.
I wonder if you weren’t here you would know the empty places that you fill. Why do you swallow so much? Why don’t you cry? It’s cold outside and I can’t bare another round of cheer. I hope we find a place to put your heart. When I first met you, wait, I’m not sure I know you. You hide behind crooked smiles and waxed brows. Why won’t you let me in? It’s another night that you’ll try to forget, the dizzy mornings come so quick. Stumbling through the morn you’ll make your way, but your heart my heart…is losing. I hope I’ll miss you when you’re gone, and I hope again and again I’ll wake. But hope soon loses to time.
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