I sit here, quietly, in this crowd,
minding my own space...

Don't cry to me.
I'm not here for this...

Can you smell the roses
through all the blood...

You touch me nowhere,
and hurt me everywhere...

I'm so in love with you.
You are my heart...

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

I hear you from across the room. Your breathing.
The slow, soft hiss. In, and out. In, and out...

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

Sometimes, when I sit long enough, I think
of you sitting with me, like you used to...

You lay there, next to me.
Your hair fanned out over the pillow...

You breathe so softly,
onto the pillow you lay on...

I lay here in the dark
with you next to me...