I'd be lying if I said I didn't want youI'd be lying if I said I didn't wish you were mineThe truth is, you stole my heart from afarThe truth is, you still have it. 

Are we like two stars in a constellationSeeming so closeAnd making so much senseYet in realityWe are separated by lightyearsAnd shall never meet?Except, perhapsIn that sacred spaceBetween dreams and realityCalled hope.

You see flaws in every faceIf you look long enough.That’s why I’m so afraidOf the word ‘forever’. Forever is long enoughFor sunrises to become staleFor fire to become tameFor a favorite songTo become like nailsOn a chalkboard;Forever is long enoughFor passion to waste awayLike grapes into raisinsUnder the beating sunOf countless days.

I came up with a new reasonTo write your name todayI plagiarized each letterFrom a love note you wrote me.The scent of ink was sacred to meIn that relapsed moment…For a minute I could pretendThe paper reminded me of your skin;I could pretend the glimmering inkWas the moonlit lake Of our summer night.But the pretending crumpled with paperAnd I threw us into the trash canFor the bridge between us is long burnedAnd it’s time I accepted that.

Time machine to the pastStep back a few yearsOld feelings, like LazarusSuddenly reappear.It's your song on the radioAnd it's your hand in mineAs this wave crashes over meOur stars again come unaligned.

This piece of inked paper stands a colossusA monument to a string of moments once dear;The only surviving testament to a timeWhen these background bridges remained unburned,Before they became so much unswept rubble.