Soft touches are apart from this
As are all the kindness shes missed...

Remove my skin here
You can trace the indentations here...

There is a quality to the way the wind moves like...
Slides her fingers through my hair...

My blood courses out so thick
I have no blood to lose...

You can get lost easily in a field of this
With the sun beating down the way it is, and your...

Their hands are kept beneath their chins
Upon the ballroom floor...

And I am everything I try not to be.
Everyday I wake up and I curse...

She was alone once upon a time. And she was...
She was alone then. Once upon a time. She let the...

Imagine those days once, when it was easy just to...
When just the act of breathing didnt hurt the...

The attraction is still there
If the affection isn't...

Her brush touches the canvas; soft strokes along...
This page. As that pen scrawls across that page...

Fingertips touch woven lines
And smear the charcoal tears...