paint your shadows on the breath that we share. you take more than just my sanity, you take my reason not to care. no ordinary wings i’ll need, the sky itself will carry me back to you. the things i dream that i can do, i’ll open up the moon for you. […] the earth that is the space between, i’d banish it from under me to get to you. your unexpected love provides my solitary’s suicide.
you can get addicted to a certain kind of sadness
like resignation to the end, always the end
so when we found that we could not make sense
well you said that we would still be friends
but i’ll admit that i was glad it was over