That fateful, dreadful day when you popped the...
Lurks in the back of my fragile mind...

Do you sense that?
Can you feel the heat emanating...

Hear that? That high pitched shatter?
It's this glass heart of mine...

How can you say you love me,
If you barely know who I am...

Ebony wings beat against my back,
A fierce wind swirling around me...

Crisp sheets lack your warmth as I lay amongst the...
Your scent of home and care merely a ghost in the...