
now i'm so bitter with you
did you know that love could be like this
that it was the loneliest of virtues?
oh, i've questioned how you could deny
our every dream forever
the illusion of love rains from the sky
while evoking our hearts to sever
my tears may have been my only escape
from all that emptiness
if beauty dawns in the poems i shape
then by my dead-eye we exist
i'll dwell inside where i've aimed to hide
from all that you have said
and with both my hands completely tied
i bear the thoughts you wanted dead
whether you could tell me if you wonder
about where we might have been
if you hadn't dragged and driven us under
beneath all your doubt within
is the enigma trapped inside your heart
while you long a passage to see
and consigned to grave when we're apart
is the way we were meant to be






















