there is a hollowing hole in my heart and its carved with your absent words
its as if my blood spills out carelessly onto our memories, all seemingly in vain
and what once seemed to be miles apart, is now becoming worlds
i have not yet lost everything you gave, but what remains i cannot seem to revive
its all breaths away from the final exhale; i cringe as i watch us fall apart
to blame it all upon your apathetic ways would be wrong and only a bitter lie
i have been selfish as well--never thinking of you and the beats of your heart
as the wind blows in through the window, i long for you to blow in like a stray leave
if only to change it, to make it like it once was not so long ago--in the beautiful fall
i must think you have the will to hang on despite the currents, wild and deep
because if i manage to lose you, my capeless heroine--i will have lost it all