MY HEART, ONCE ABLAZE
WITH COMPASSION AND LUST FOR AS LONG AS I CAN REMEMBER,
NOW RESIDES IN A SMALL CORNER OF MY SOUL
AND BURNS NO BRIGHTER THAN A SPITTERING EMBER.

MY MIND, FORMERLY A SWIRLING ABYSS
FILLED WITH THOUGHTS OF ETERNAL LOVE AND YOUR ECHOING BREATH
HAS A NEW DEFINITION OF LOVE,
THE DOWNFALL OF MY HEART, FORETELLING IT'S DEATH.

MY BODY, THAT USE TO SWIM,
SWIM IN THE TEMPEST OF YOUR BEAUTY,
THAT I ONCE SAW,
IS ONLY A LISTLESS MASS RACKED BY THIS CATASTROPHE.

MYSELF, NOTHING MORE THAN A FADING MEMORY
IN THE LABYRINTH OF YOUR MIND,
STILL LINGERING BY THE PHONE
HOPING IT'S MY NUMBER YOU WILL FIND.

BUT, DON'T WORRY,
FOR IT IS MY LIFE, SO EMPTY AND HOLLOW,
SO, PLEASE FORGIVE ME
FOR THINKING THAT YOUR LOVE WOULD FOLLOW.