You haunt my memory
A ghost so vividly
Like a forgotten oath
It rusts inside of me
Your quiet silhouette
A promise unfulfilled
The silence in the walls
A space that can't be filled
I trace the outline of your breath
A chilling softness before the death
Of every hopeful word we never truly spoke
A fragile vessel that we broke
Closer
Closer
We stood on cracking ice
A fragile work of art
Two saints of hollow prayers
With starving vacant hearts
No final cleansing fire
No wreckage to be found
Just echoes of a song
That never made a sound
Your fingers hesitated too long to be alive
Like a captive bird of prey
Caught inside a sigh
And every time you turned to leave
Left empty space
Your absence etched a line
Of longing on my face
There are wounds that gleam like gold
A story better left untold
Still I would choose this quiet corrosive ache
For just a phantom chance for goodness sake
Now every empty room feels incomplete
Like a phantom pulse that's moving in the street
I lost no future held within your hand
Just a version of myself that still could stand
You taught me something haunting
Sometimes the ghost of what was wanted
Hurts more than the betrayal
Fades slow
Rust and dust