My hands are poison…
filling all that they touch with failure…
designed to die from the start…
my arms are liars…
holding what they think is theirs…
but forced to let go when they admit the truth…
my eyes are fires…
melting things into shapes they see…
burning signs from my memory…
but still the memories I have are sweet…
and tasting them has become a thrill…
I’m given a rush just to recall feelings…
as if I’ve taken a jump I can never land…
and in the sky are shapes of you and I…
formed by translucent cotton…
softer than I could ever touch…
just like your skin is now…
but I can no longer poison you with failure…
now my embrace cant deceive me…
with false hopes of possession…
and my eyes wont forge my thoughts…
into burning obsession…
but ill never forget how we were…
and what I saw in your face…
when you knew you couldn't tell me...
that we could never be one…
and I’m beginning to understand that…
no matter how much I wanted it…
I could never call you my own…
now I know that my heart always falls alone.

 
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