Pale skin fading away underneath midnight-blue sky.
Your dress with flowers blending in with the trees - grass beneath a hopeful gesture. Smoke from your lips making me sweat. You're disappearing with the light - panic sets in. An image still exists beneath the veil of the night, barely focused.
Your face is familiar,
but is it only because I think about it all the time
the sun burns bright the image in my head?
Or do I really see your face, just pale
and blended and faded, for what it really is?
It only looks how the light wants it to look. You've become a ghost. You haunted me, now I'm haunting you. Holding on to every word you said and every look you gave, but still never enough. Skin like an atlas. Read every page. Followed every map. Coming close to you was like coming close to the truth. Lost myself inside myself, but I can't stop looking for you.
Broken mirror
inside my head reflects
hallway photographs
of you in a white dress.
Your body of
terribly beautiful memories
that shape of our history. (x2)
You had better reasons to be afraid than I ever did.
The way you look at me. Exhale the words you breathe. You don't say it enough. Just say it out loud.
Your dress with flowers blending in with the trees - grass beneath a hopeful gesture. Smoke from your lips making me sweat. You're disappearing with the light - panic sets in. An image still exists beneath the veil of the night, barely focused.
Your face is familiar,
but is it only because I think about it all the time
the sun burns bright the image in my head?
Or do I really see your face, just pale
and blended and faded, for what it really is?
It only looks how the light wants it to look. You've become a ghost. You haunted me, now I'm haunting you. Holding on to every word you said and every look you gave, but still never enough. Skin like an atlas. Read every page. Followed every map. Coming close to you was like coming close to the truth. Lost myself inside myself, but I can't stop looking for you.
Broken mirror
inside my head reflects
hallway photographs
of you in a white dress.
Your body of
terribly beautiful memories
that shape of our history. (x2)
You had better reasons to be afraid than I ever did.
The way you look at me. Exhale the words you breathe. You don't say it enough. Just say it out loud.