Although you remain, I find myself unsurprisingly mourning your absence,
Maybe I've sung my dirge a long time ago,
Maybe I have been crying all along,
But my constant wailing was muffled by much thinking_ (I worried about you all the time).
Perhaps the reason for my tears is the fact that I get fragments of you while craving your wholeness,
You tell me I am the song your heart sings to ,
And it leaves me conflicted I know not what to do, whether smile or cry I cannot make a decision,
It's my black and it craves your yellow,
On this night I remember the days we lay beneath the skies, with eyes closed, waving the world goodbye.
