The silence of a sound that should never have cried out
Could you hear the words I speak
Even if I was a thousand miles away
Crying into an Italian bathroom sink?
Would you know the sound of my whisper
Even if it came in the form of a thunder cloud shatter
That my mind wished mattered to you
In some way, even though I'm so far away.
I can remember your breath still hot on my neck
And I know that its been so long since
I've felt the touch of your hand that has long since
Gone on and found a new friend.
Why does my memory have to be permanently in place?
Why can't I find a place to erase all that
I came to love, especially that smiling face?
Push came to shove and found myself in a place
From which there is no escape, the pain has
Its piercing way with the shell that's left to
Live this way. If you could make this all go away
Would you come knocking at my doorway?
But you don't know the way because I left without
Saying anything except I love what we had
And now I will be forever sad.
To miss and to love, two seperate functions
Of the heart that are right above
The pain instructions that are to only
Be used in case of emergency.
Now I live in a state of urgency
Now I wait for brutal epiphany of
Why I should stay any course that
Isn't angry.
