If I bury you in my subconscious,
Which part of you would I forget...
I was young the day I met you,
too young to read the shadows in your grin...
the flashbacks assault your body like
hailstorms on fragile glass...
Let me weep in this embrace—
if any embrace...
Even though I say it's okay
And I don't really care...
I once had,
everything i could ever possibly want...
We both know
That we are not...
Why have you let me down
When I needed you the most...
Yesterday serenity prevailed
and for a moment understanding...