Sometimes the hardest thing is not reaching out.

I dreamt of you last night - the good parts. 

With the added tenderness I wish you had or at least for me.

I woke up happy/sad.

All through today I can't shake your memory. 

I know it's foolish to think anything could change. 

So I stay silent, reeling on the inside 

I'd like to know how you are,
but I'm bitter you don't seem to care. 

Instead I write for no one, still pining for you inside.
            

That was a bee sting A speck in my eye A casual movement A thief in the night Now I can't forget you Sword in my side Candle that burned me Deliver me light And I know it's not What you desire This pain can't crumble Won't soon retire

Give me your eyes I need sunshine Give me your eyes I need sunshine Your blood Your bones Your voice And your ghost

I set out on a dream that I couldn't understand
It made me happy, sad, love, lonely and I don't know what I had

Don't call me by my name All of this is temporary Watch as I slip away For your sake All of this is temporary ... All of this is temporary