Your breath would hold on your chest
and I would hold on mine
How fragile all this is
has since been on my mind
Life is an open book to read from
Page to bind.
Love is accepting sometimes
and others seeming fine.
I know that it's hard to go on
suspending your belief to know
There's a lesson to be learned
but I don't know what
What's the point even if I did?
'Cause someday you'd have to be taught.
This home has this cold draft
where you suspend your belief to know
that someone could understand.
'Cause I feel so lost
Under the weight of your loss
And I am stuck and your drowning
and I don't think
I can forgive letting you go
after bringing you in,
to suffer more.
I hope you can find
some sort of solace of a good life.
Have I done enough?
Despite all that
I guess I should tell you
to keep your head up.
Some condescending, old cliché
to warm you in my arms.
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