I saw your shadow.
Saw it in the hallway...

I hear them talking
all these people around me...

I taste blood...
on the edge of my lips...

(while reading, listen for the rain)
The air is cool. My clothes are soaked through...

You sit across the room, not looking at me.
I don't know what to say, what to talk about...

I watch you walk across the room, not really
knowing what it is you're thinking...

I kissed you goodbye this morning,
as you slept away your last dream...

I inhale deeply, this cold air around me.
The light from the sun is red in my closed eyes...

I won't say I'm sorry.
I can't stop thinking of you...

I was alone in the house
the other day...

The morning is fresh. The breeze, cool.
The rustling autum leaves sooth my thoughts...

I am thinking...of you...again.
Yes, I am. Right now. And...you're missing it...