i wish for you to caress my ego as if you were never leaving
to feed me the grapes of confidence while i sit on my throne
in the lap of our security you intimately fortify me
i wish to wonder where such stability came from in the first place
yet i am left here, where insanity is considered sane
finding harmony in the deep echos of your name
my memories are personal and misconstrued
i remember our past with a brush that only seeks my own righteousness
living without a face, it’s hard to convey why i sought myself in you to this day
my bronze skin shakes every time I hold the thought of you
but simply holding us captive in my world is no fair
the only thing it molds is a sense of how deeply we're unaware
so i leave you to toil in the world you have created
and wish you the best while i lick the wounds of my heart
knowing i cannot hold my foot on the neck of my passions any longer
who i am has truly taken your place
yet you are forever in my soul and in my life the rest
even if it only means i must see you in the next
