APART


Depression shouldn't soak you
Only love should paint it all
Is the dim voice of this love
Encapsulated in dense air?
Your eyes are wearing the
Sadness of rain
My image is already wet
In your smile I sip
The essence of your heart and flesh

I want your touch, your smell again
I feel as clean as mudd
Too many mistakes have been made
You want my sounds, my kisses again
We weren't open enough
Now we pay consequences

I miss the birth of our kiss
After the death of a fight
The story of you and me
I don't think ever began
Between your walls and my retreats
We only shared half of ourselves
Your door has not been
Locked up yet
But I will stay out here instead

I want your touch, your smell again
I feel as clean as mudd
Too many mistakes have been made
You want my sounds, my kisses again
We weren't open enough
Now we pay consequences