• The sun shining on my face as I walk through the trees
    Would never be so lovely without you.

    Nothing in this world would make sense
    I would wander through the forest lost in your memories.

    Lost in the bittersweet voice trapped in my head
    Not seeing or feeling.

    Ghosting through the dark.
    Nothing I would be without you.

    The leaves of the trees whisper in my ears
    The sorrow of winter becomes the still of the dead.

    The still of the darkness that will find me
    Lost in your memory.

    Feeling you in my sleep
    Hearing you in the rain

    The cold, cold rain.
    It falls so softly.

    The cold of the rain fells like nothing,
    lost in your memory

    the dark of night so inviting,
    the still of the air calling my restless memory.

    I hear you in the dark
    No matter how fast I run you are still far away.

    Your memory lives inside mine
    Tangled, twisted, mangled into one.

    The trees and the rain tell me to go
    The dark tells me to confide in it.

    Nothing is real
    You are wrong to love me and you still do.

    I must run, I must flee
    But your memory remains part of me


    Ripping the wounds open again and again.
    I feel no more pain.

    The sun feels like ice on my face.
    The world never made sense.

    Leaving you behind, no more memories.
    Staying in the dark.
    The trees never talk.

    The dark has found me,
    Lost in your memory.

    The rain feels like satin across my dead skin
    The night is my savior
    The dark is silent
    My memory is forgotten

    I tell myself to leave this memory untouched
    To leave the wounds still bleeding.

    Though I wish to feel the sun
    and hear the whispers I yearn to love

    though my heart feels no compassion
    my mind frozen in time
    my memory lives in you still

    as you look down at the gravestone
    you are lost in my memory.