Do you promise to love all of me,
Can you handle it all...

Breathe slow,
Cup her face...

Walking the beach, my hands are free
My footsteps lonesome in the sand...

You sparkled my life with joy,
Leaving me feeling whole...

We remain in such tragic silence,
We once poured out our love into the night sky...

The ripples on the water grow larger
With each fallen leaf's touch...

Raggedly breathing
As I stare at the razor...

To love Death would be the simplest task,
For I would give anything to break from my past...

My clock has ceased its obnoxious ticking,
It has yet to echo once more...

Sometimes I just whisper
into the humidity drenched breeze...

Do you see that there tomb?
The one which houses my brighter self...

I stare absently at the footsteps she left behind
those that were accompanied by my best friend's...