Joy left a note buy the door where you walked out that read,
"I'm ever coming back."
Fear crept in and said,
"Give your heart to me; we will be one."
We used to sleep so sound behind our eyelids
But now, there's nothing safe there to speak about
You left and you placed your hand in another's
And I still just clench my fist
I tried to hide your memory behind stained glass
But the pressure gave and broke it every time
So shove the pieces of broken glass into my bones
And remind me that this is never where my heard was
Because my heart will will not forget you
I have heard it said that time can heal the pain
But time cannot heal anymore than inches can build us a home
So if it's in our hands, I'll turn to face the tide
And swallow every ounce of water that my lungs can hold
Then choke it up just to make room for more
And if the burning of my loneliness will not recede
Then let the flames rain down on me
When the embers have turned to ash what remains of my fear
I will offer you the love that I always promised you
Though it may look different
I know that it's still much the same
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