• I hear you
    breathing my name
    sighing into the receiver
    saying all these sweet things
    you know I want to hear

    I look into you
    my god
    those phantom eyes
    hiding so much pain, denial
    am I a bad person because they make me smile

    I taste you
    your sweet love
    your despair
    how can one so pure
    be so bitter

    How bad I want to touch you
    to comfort
    and protect
    to take away the pain
    and kiss your scarred wrists

    When I tell you this
    I can hear you breath heavier
    hear you whisper
    how you want to do the same
    but society won't let it be so

    So far apart
    and yet our love is strong
    we promise forever
    lying through our teeth
    we both know this can't go on

    But we want to believe
    fate will have mercy
    and let us two broken doves be together
    to hear, to see and to taste each other
    but a dream is all it can be