i am stuck on this train ----
passenger?
conductor?
its always and never really
the same
it is a free ride
a never ending
journey
to the ends of the
earth
that i have explored
with you,
once?
twice?
a thousand times before ----
and yet
never again...
even though it hurts
the same
and tastes as familiar
as your lips
i am alone
on this train
accompanied only by my
pain
but still
you're... so... beautiful... to... me...
and i forgive you
and lose you
once?
twice?
who's keeping count
still ----
you're surrounded by my
love
engulfed in the valley
of memories
that i have kept alive
only to watch you
let them die
but still ----
you're... so... beautiful... to... me...
a fool in love?
or a fool to love
you?
the difference is subtle
but present
even in your absence
it is your essence
that strengthens
weakens,
me
im blinded
by the injury
and coming loose
at the seams
baby cant you see
you're... still... beautiful... to... me...