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i made a home in your eyes

but i built it on sand

there was a stone in the sky

we were weaving our hands

and i looked at your soul

and we rolled in the grass

there were sparkles of gold in your eyes and

your iris glowed amber as we melted into flames,

same sap of love twists a string in the heart;

art made as we sat in bed, said

"i love you, i've been waiting

i've been searching, i've been lost"

the cost of sentiment is fleeting

chasing tails left you bleeding

a lonely flame in the dark

wanted healing

i wanted healing too,

and i wanted to heal you.

i opened the wound and you let it out

but i kept poking and i'm sorry

you said "nothing will satisfy you"

i didn't want to leave, i said

"nothing satisfies

i don't want anything."

you hit the nail on the head

and i loved you when you said

"i kind of want to die"

why, i've felt the same regrets

again and again

but i beheld

the tears on your cheeks

and the smile on your lips

and the love in your eyes

and

i don't want to die anymore.

cadence,

i love you

i'm sorry