My love, what did you find in this lone house?
This bench has always been so bare
Lacking warmth
Lacking the colors that should have been there
I still remember how it started and how suffocated I was
When you pulled my air away
Right after going down the stairs
Your gaze pierced me so deeply
I felt my bones exposed
Within you
Like a forgotten pawn
Drawing my circle in your compass
We were bound to each other
Forever entwined
What did you find in this lone house?
It has always been so bare
Lacking warmth
Lacking the colors
I locked my heart inside your body and gave you the key
I held your wrist for a while and painted a watercolor on me
We were the last of our kind
Guiding our blind passion through a thorny decline
I saw our essence notched in stone when your name came to me
I used to despair when the curtains dropped
And you left the room
I think my play didn’t entertain you enough
I was waiting until I’m whole again
When I get lost in your grace
I find myself in your maze
I still remember when it all started
And how suffocated I was
When you pulled my air away
I still remember
All kindness was in you, speaking to me, coming with greed
Soaking me in your silhouette and whispering in my ears with your breeze
But you shattered every part of me, piece by piece
Your fantasy ended and ripped my ego
Nails were carved into flesh
Walls were built between us
Brick by brick
You probably don’t see my face when you wake, far from here
But I promise, my dear
To always remember yours
My curse
I miss the colors you washed away
