staring at my silhouette hand
a memory poking this time
the one that makes me shiver,
feel like you're still here
pictures don't say much
I didn't as well
loving you was scary,
love has become scary
you come back to me
"we are meant to be"
I tell her to shut up,
she loves to mess with me
as tainted as it gets
my memory with you never fades
that's where I still hold you,
close against my chest,
with a comforting rest