…. I dream of you. The light liquid that turns my soul dark...
Destiny lingered in the air when we met. Did you taste it?
You never failed to save me from the darkest days or failing nights.
Transporting me to new highs on warm spring daze.
Experiences untouchable by common hand, unseen by sober eyes.
And just as young love tires so ours with years of threaded treads.
An era of light now left in darkness. Mocking what once was.
Innocence and laughter replaced with pillars of grief,
Laughing in mockery at a life once grand.
Harsh words and scars now cover my tired soul.
And though I know leaving is living, it still is so hard.
…. I’m scared of you. The light liquid that turns the heart dark.