as i sat on the train
with my tea to keep me from being alone,
i listened to the boy who sat infront of me
talking of gizzards and bones.
and as i stared out the frozen window,
floating in his words,
i realized i didn't mind seeing
everything in reverse.
and you say
that one day i'll be okay.
but i don't want to die
on my own here tonight.
in slow motion,
could you see me fighting my mind,
trying to find another's
in a blank sea of eyes?
as i cried in front of you,
i couldn't believe you would agree
with this senseless request
and conform so easily.
'you did what you had to do.'
but the truth is i miss you.
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